Day 2

Nothing Is Ever Done When Someone Dies In Mexico

I found myself giggling this morning – as I walked to breakfast this morning in a light pair of pants, spring shirt, flip flops, and hoodie, many of the locals were wearing winter gear.  Scarves, heavy jackets and even gloves.  It is 43 degrees and they are wearing what I wear when the wind is howling and snow is falling…

Today I read from my manuscript, headlining an open mic session.  This should be interesting as the average age of most attendees is 55-60 years of age.  I do hope they appreciate my work.  I’m not nervous yet – the anxiety of reading that I normally experience hasn’t set in yet so I am hopeful that this is a positive sign of my growing confidence.

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