Greetings, fellow listeners. On my own for the twenty-ninth time, I give y'all the status of my on-going acid reflux and dull, downtrodden, directionless easy existence as I record myself on the voice memo app on my phone while walking back home from the gym feeling like absolute elephant dung. If what I talk about doesn't make any sense, then just listen to Pink Floyd give you the diagnosis of my condition.
