Well, what a hell of a week (it’s tuesday).

At this moment I am writing at a Starbucks near the Best Buy where I picked up my new phone, a Pixel 3 xl (my previous phone was found and stolen (lol).

What happened was that I had been self-destructing for the past few days (why? Lol,

I am afraid to say).

Well, the dude that found and stole my phone called my friend, Kyle, and said that he found my phone outside of the library of my University, he told Kyle that he was going to leave it at the library.


so Kyle emailed me and relayed me that information.

So I went to the Library, and



talk about half measures).

I’m almost done setting up the phone. The size I think will really benefit me in typing.


I realized that my morning routine MUST HAPPEN (unless there is a responsibility that must be met, however, I MUST complete the routine after I am done with the responsibility), it may be the cause of all this confusion and personal half measures (where the Angel gave me first hand what my a half measure looks like by the fucking FOUND and STOLEN phone (lol)),

I feel as though I am centering,

on my way on measuring the whole thing.

That’s all I want to say, pray for me.

With and Sincerity,

Jose Michael Rubio

I am a future 7-time Oscar Winner, better known for my psycho-interpretation films, but I'll retire relatively young, only to continue writing screenplays in a small coastal village in Colombia. I'll allow Directors and Producers to film and produce my post-retirement stories after I pass away. In my will, the royalties will be given to the Mental Health Foundation, which will provide them with just enough money and resources to discover the cure for Alzheimer's. I'll continue winning Oscars after my death, but I will not know how many because it's past my time.

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