therapy cagematch
You know it’s a good therapy session when you walk out a little woozy and nauseated.
It’s on.
I’m posting this photo to remind me that once I get over the beaten-up feeling, there are good days in the sunshine like this one just waiting for me. Tomorrow, even. Thanks, César.
iPod love: “Clean Sheets” by Descendents. Those sheets are dirty, and so are you. Yeah.
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