The temperatures are high. The sun is shining. But there’s the matter of 2285.5 miles keeping me from the person I wish I could see this weekend. And yet another set of extended family members living with my parents(this has always been a bone of contention and it still doesn’t sit well with me) as of next week. The hectic pace at work. The imminent departure of my best girlfriend. The car’s bald tires and check engine light.
I already had a glass of champagne at a colleague’s retirement party. As much as I know I shouldn’t overdo it this weekend, I’m in a Lola Beltran “Soy Infeliz” mood. “Que me sirvan cuatro tragos, cantinero, yo los pago pa’ calmar este sufrir…”

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