Sitting in this booth feeling like someone's licked me all over and the saliva never dried. The weather today isn't even that bad, I'm used to the

heavy humidity of the south, where opening the door to go outside is like

stepping into somebody's hot mouth. There, you can't even bother to do anything

during the afternoon, the hottest part of the day. It makes you quite lazy.

I like to think that all this sweating is a kind of cleansing, my body ridding

itself of all of the negativity and suffering I've been harboring this past

year. Fall will be here soon enough, bringing with it a break of this fever

and a new beginning. But until then, we gotta sweat this out. It's like

turning on the broiler on the oven, you've got to burn up all the nasty

caked on shit to get clean.