Well, it’s 6:21 pm.

I awoke around 3:00 am, but I didn’t sleep.

I laid in bed around 2:00 am, observing my feet, wearing black socks. The room was slightly lit by a dim smart light set at 1% by my google assistant, bedside.

[Lol, it’s funny, my hands are warming up as I type this.]

*Plays Landed by Drake.*

At 3:45 am, I cycled to the preordained destination, William Bryd Park. It was lovely out, falling-in-love weather. I didn’t need sweatpants, gloves, cap; the extra equipment I set for myself the day before; however, I am appreciative of the diligence.

I was patient in developing the pedaling rhythm; I could say I was patient throughout the ride; because rhythm is only found through directed patience and released presence.

This is it.

With love 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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