My to-do list is full of major tasks: hoover the entire surface of my little home, regain the trust and confidence of my spouse, consolidate my position while working for the man, while finding ways for a personal and collective exodus from capitalism. Not to mention the plans i have for the kids, and the city they were given to grow-up in.
There is nothing to eat in the fridge, but i have plenty of soul food and the good vibes and inspired lyrics of Mr Cliff. This is also my rebirth, and, allow me, The harder they come, the harder they'll fall.
Enjoy! --> Here.