Mourning the loss of a pair of the creamiest couple of kicks that I have in my rotation. Released in 2003, these bad boys are almost as old as my brother who is in college now. Tough cheeks. Big Carolina vibes tomorrow as we usher in a new era of TarHeel basketball, and I can't be happier about it. Momma E and myself will be jumping up and down all night tomorrow. Thank you for persisting through my ramblings and short comings as a human. I definitely still have a skin disease and my dyslexia worsens by the minute, even though I successfully spelled dyslexia and worsens on the first try just now. Idk, it comes and goes I guess. Do what you love and love what you do, baby.
Muchas Gracias, Asta Mañana
