I went out today...all by myself. I saw a few bands over in downtown LA...I liked all the bands and of course OzOmatli. I felt totally fine and when the wind blew I felt free and without a care. i couldnt feel better. Then there was a girl in front of me and she was drunk or on something and she was all over the place...dancing and laughing and then she got close to me and rubbed her ass on my crotch and reached back and grabbed my hips...I froze in that moment and a memory flashed back when "she" use to do that and for the first time this whole week that i genuinely missed her. siiigghhh. but i know thats just the memories comming back to get me down, and they did. Right now I feel calm and pensive. Tomorrow is a new a day and I hope for it to be crazy.