Early August. . .

To you... For me.. But to be fair with you... I have no pin point to where I want to start. Things are still things. And I'm still doing what I love. My mother probably told me that everything happens for a reason and at the end of the day you'll never know what the reason is until you find out what everything was. It's a beautiful thing. It's already August..... and I ephiphanised on the fact that I've lost and found some beautiful relationships this year, and I continuely remind myself that; it isn't about the ones who showed up at end of the storm but the ones who believed through the storm, ran through the storm with you. It couldn't be more cliché but that shit clicks for me. So with all that being said and with all this King Louie I have playing while I type this. I always did it for this beautiful place, this simplistic place of growth. Don't know if I'm the first. Don't know if I'm the last. But I do know....nothing lasts forever until you make it last forever and that's for the ones making a buck sixty, all for the Sun City.... Like that.

Sincerely yours, forever and always,

                                                Paul.