Well Placed Dead End Signs

Back in New York City, baby. Twelve days of vacation and all I feel like is to have a vacation. Seriously. It was great, it was fun and everything in between, but I'm fucking exhausted. Soo intense. So many and much must-to-do. All fun and stuff I wanna do but the last day was probably more stressed than Wall Street at prime. Oh well, back here. Definitely don't wanna complain. It feels great and bla bla bla.

Feels kinda ok to kick it off with more ambivalent stuff, ey.















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