It started with my period. Then came the cyclical vomiting. And talk about the lethargy.
A bitch was lethargic AF for a good 3 weeks. I was canceling shit!
I never miss a moment to be in the club dancing. If there’s some music with a dope ass DJ, I’m there. This weekend…I canceled on the club. Hell…THIS WEEK I canceled on the club.
I canceled on Rich Medina, and he’s in my top 5 favorite DJs. (YEAH, PHILLY!)
Spirit said to stay the fuck in and rest. And that’s just what the fuck I did. I didn’t even apologize for canceling. Part of it was legit me being unwell, and the other was me genuinely having no desire.