Beginnings
Beginnings definitely are delicate times. Nothing means the same as it does in a beginning-time as it does any other times. The laws of physics don't apply anymore, not in the same way. It's a heady time, in all ways. Who am I kidding with this stuff? It just fucking ROCKS.
Tucson is as fucking hot as I expected. Sam is even hotter. What more can I say?
Not so much time for contemplating life here, now. Too much time spent living it. Too much time just gettin' all sweaty 'n' shit. Sam digs my big round charlie-brown head. I dig Sam.
Good times.