When I started writing this I was quarantining in the apartment of someone who lay bedridden with flu symptoms in
I've come to differentiate between my conservative subconscious bonds with money - where I've avoided mingling with too much sleazy debt - and my more promiscuous conscious attitudes towards it - where money is my bitch and it will come to me if and when I shake my tail feather.
I've been threatened with a law suit and been homeless for half a year. I have no time to exercise and I'm dating strangers again. Life is fun, what do you think?