Been in southern Mexico for a bit and some amazing fucking shit has happened.
Met a "cousin" who is an established political author (super famous pseudonym in MX. For security reasons. He is BAD.FUCKING.ASS)/photographer/radio host. Spent a few days chatting... Like in some fucking movie... Fuckin Frida or some shit... discussing so many fucking topics. My mind is blown.
Point is: I'm now getting my Mexican papers in order to officially be Mexican... So I can get the hook up... and attend writing workshops with some Mexican literary badasses.
I swear, it's all so waaaaack... And I'm sober and everything... This is just how I talk when excited.
Sucky part does exist: I have to move to this part of Mexico (Tabasco, to be precise)... And I fucking HATE this climate.
I'm still mulling all of this over... But guys, I think... I'm gonna be a legit Mexican... Jesus Christ.
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