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Life has taken more turns then the people around me realize, and I think I prefer it that way.

My uncle just recently passed away. Vanny Cherr. He was an amazing uncle the short time I had to actually spend with him. He was a thoughtful, charming man who fathered 3 of my cousins. He passed away in his sleep due to heart failure, a fate I hope I don’t one day succumb to. 

I miss him already. I miss what we had and I wish it could have been more.

I’m taking my brother to the airport in t-minus 3 hours because he will fly down to meet with the family. I might be expecting to head down too but funds are limited as is. Hard times are here for everybody, just in different ways. 

I lost my phone at the Folklife festival. Folklife was amazing but stealing my phone away was so not cool Mr. Festival. So I’ve been going the last few days without a phone and I kind of like it. I’m a lot more perceptive with my environment and with the people around me. I actually tend to do more as well. No phone, means no distractions. Easy goals. I’ll take this as a lesson and try to put my phone down more often.

Another interesting set of old history came out of this as well though. I just recently turned on the phone I was using before this last phone I lost and it still has a ton of pictures and text messages from October to December-ish. It was remarkable reading back and looking at what I wrote. Trying to remember what I was thinking and feeling at the time. Quite a few things stuck out though…

1. I grew. Who would have thought?

2. I really miss working out with Victor. Back flips will never be the same without him. Fear was never relevant with his support.

3. Coaching wrestling WILL happen again.

4. Love love love love… I have patches of text messages to Irene after we split. I texted “Good morning” and “Good night” to her everyday the entire month of November.

I counted up the dates and thought it was ironic because that was the same time my scandalous side was out and about. Problem? Well here’s why. I don’t have text messages from any other girls though. None. The old phone was empty of communication from other women. I guess I deleted them.

I never thought about getting rid of the electronic trail from other women. It’s funny what you do sub-consciously. 

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Sometimes. You get in ruts here and there.

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