Mako's Message: Once upon a time, I'd sit down, spend a half hour writing a chapter like this and go 'Nice, good job. Let's post it.' and life was good. Now, I write something like this and spend five hours staring at it trying to come up with something else to add until I hate it and want to do literally anything else before I throw my laptop at the wall. So let's just except this chapter for what it is so we can move on to the next one, yes?
We finished it. The video. It's done. We had to bring in some extra people, like Riley, Marcus, Mr. L, Todd, and a couple other close friends and associates of other JF members. But we did it. Just in time for Christmas too.
And I am so fucking glad because I do not want to do anything anymore. Doing anything at this point just hurts and I need to just rest and let whatever pulled muscle...at least I hope it's just pulled. I'm seriously starting to worry I tore something somehow. It needs to heal. I've almost completely stopped training. Only doing aerobic type stuff as well as jogging. Even that's getting hard to do. It hurts to breathe sometimes.
The bad news though is now that we're done I don't have that to hide the fact that I'm not working out anywhere near the way I used to.
But whatever. If I have to tell people I injured myself somehow then fuck it. I'm so fucking passed the point of worrying people will know I'm getting rusty or going easy on myself. I just want this healed so I can get back on top of my game and back on the streets.
It sucks though because everyone else looked like they were having a lot of fun. I spent all my time trying to… not irritate my sides any more. Let the pain die down. Because towards the end even the pills Alice gave me were only able to take the edge off.
I got to pet a horse though. That was nice.
