Hello, how are you? I'm good, is, not really, that's a lie. I'm okay though, we're alive. We woke up today, this is good. So many things going on. Let me just fill you right in okay because I know you're busy I know you got a lot going on I don't want to mess around with the house the weather bullshit We know how it is it's sunny okay moving on just turn 36 feels a little strange but it also

feels right I don't know I can't explain. Every time I turn another year older, it feels right.

I don't know if that makes any sense. When I'm 35, I can't imagine being 36, but then around the week before I turn 36 I go I'm ready I'm ready to dive into this year

It just feels right anyway, whatever who gives a fuck. I don't know. I'm not really a birthday person.

Birthday people, no judgment. You guys make a lot of sense.

Why wouldn't you celebrate the day that you came into this earth, what a miraculous thing. I'm the weird one that

doesn't really like to celebrate or doesn't make a big deal of it. It could just be that, you know, birthday people, not birthday people, but when

you have high expectations for your birthday, then you're more likely to be let down or something if something doesn't go the way you want.

So if you just don't give a shit about them, then it can't go wrong because you never expected anything in the beginning.

And then you're just pleasantly

surprised even if you get a damn avocado as a present you're

pleasantly surprised because you had a lot you set the bar low that's it just

set the bar low. That's it. Just set the bar low. And also every day, treat every day like

your birthday, right? When you put too much emphasis on the one day, don't know I don't know what I'm saying who

cares 36 it's all good I've got two kids I do what I love for a living I'm pretty

healthy no complaints moving on I'm freaking out okay I'm freaking out

okay I'm freaking out because I'm going to fly home to Chicago tomorrow morning without my kids and without Stephen and not for fun.

I am going home to say goodbye to my godmother who is really

really not doing well. She's really fading and it's fast and I have felt in my gut for the last few months that this

urge to see her. She's like a second mom. She's my godmother. She's the one who got me to walk for the first time.

She's the one who told me that I had a problem with drugs and alcohol and was, it was the day that she

sat me down and told me that that I took it seriously and I got sober.

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