Sitting in this cab and the flashbacks are very clear. I’ve just completed the first part of the best December I’ve ever had. I’ve smiled, laughed, gotten mad over nothing, even danced to the point where I had to run for my safety as the grinding got beyond me, but none of these feelings were as good as the memories created with people I got to meet for the first time ever. I’m eager to put this piece out, but I need it to be as interesting and detailed as the pictures in my head. Hence, I’ll do this in bits.