Ah, man, I'm depressed and I'm sad and I'm scared because tomorrow I go to California. What if what if what if?
I'm not sure what you mean.
Oh, I'm just going to fuckin' worry about fuckin' everything, you know? I don't think I have to even name things 'cause I just worry about everything.
In other words, it'll all be okay. Right?
It will, farmboy. It'll all be okay.
Thanks, man, I need to hear it.
So the plan is basically to rest and hang out. I'm kinda close to being packed, but I see no problems there. I hope. That is.
Feel free to call me from the road if you need to talk to somebody.
I will. Thanks, man. I got your number memorized.
Have a safe trip. Go get those memories with your niece. Have a good time, farmboy.
Will do. You have fun too, man.
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