
start over again in mexico. 45,000 kids and i cant think. im in a haze. homesickness kicked in with steel toes. i miss my baby(ies). baby baby is the one who has my gears turning the most. laugh or cry. im yours til the end. the lonely machine is breaking down. come back to me: smells and sounds… i command you. i am missing all four of you to death. that is the truth. sorry i am not just not me without them. and how could i be?



