Hi everybody. Welcome to the blog where I talk about the past.
I wasn’t sure if I was constantly tired or constantly jetlagged. Either way I was constantly tired. I remember, I would go to my parents’ house to basically sleep. I get there on Friday and sleep until Sunday. I was always tired.
If I described my lifestyle, you’d understand what I mean. I would basically be on a plane every week, going back and forth between Paris and New York. You know it’s bad when the flight attendant say's, “Hi Brian.” I guess that can only last so long.
I basically had two of everything. I would leave my bag at the laundrymat. They would do laundry fold and pack it. Then I’d come home, give them the old laundry in the bag and they’d give me the new one, and off I’d go. Needless to say, my wardrobe was mostly t-shirts and black pants.
You know what, I’m gonna keep it short this week, because I just had surgery again. and I’m a little tired. So, this is B. Nice signing out. Check out my other blog where I talk about the present.