don't nobody give a shit, jason rashaad

I was sitting on the floor in a house on Church St. in Ann Arbor Michigan being asked if I had any limitations.

“Not that I'm aware of.” <– because I am an asshole.

“Can you fly?” <– A bigger asshole.

That was thirty years ago. I think it's time to recognize my limitations.

You shouldn't do shit like take a redeye to Michigan to rent a car to get your things out of storage to drive back to Pennsylvania to get keys to an apartment after two and a half months of homelessness then go to work the next day.

You shouldn't do shit like run a 5K teach one class and attend another a week after moving all your things into storage and taking all you can carry (and wear) on a flight to Pennsylvania.

You shouldn't do shit like hear your brother is dead and continue to smile in a meeting.

Shouldn't fails when faced with must.