Jet-lag

So, there is this thing called jet lag and I must admit, its disgusting.

The travel from Ecuador to Germany was 28 Hours long, door to door. That’s heavy. I mean, I traveled most of the time with Julia (im her uncle) and I had to take care of this 9 year old child, that had a violin, a capybara, a poncho, a “juicy” backpack, phone, wired headphones, a tea bottle and just two hands. So I was carrying most of her stuff. I should get a medal or something.

Just one of my plants died in my absence. three might not survive. but that’s how life works, comes and goes. im actually happy that the monstera and gum are doing pretty good.

I missed my plants, also my guitars (they were outta tune cuz of the summer temperature changes) then I wanted to try my pedalboard but nope! I forgot I lent all my cables. Im inpatient. I know. I packed everything out the hour I came back, I hung all the decorations brought and separated everything. I might be a control freak or maybe just freaky.

to close up this post, wich I admit might be the first one done “properly” (word that I hate cuz its elitist), I want to say im still searching for the categories part of the platform. I will find them, and then delete them, or learn how to use it. time and jet lag will tell

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