Ponder.

I don't ask my self why I stopped writing in that Árbol de los Mil Nombres stuff... it's pretty easy: I got tired, and I'm tired. Like I said Romina: I'm cleaning the shit.

I got to do a lot. Got to plan, got to move out, got to return to school, got to save a few bucks.

Got to live.

Choose life. Heh.