Thursday, 15th.
7 pm
I'm very busy. I enjoyed the pleasure of reconnecting with aunt Shirani, who has known me since I was only but a toddler. She was sharing her insights on how I can navigate the odds I'm facing.
I recall Mikey, selling snow cones, with syrup flavoring in high school for the school fair. And I saw Upali uncle with cool, pointy shoes, which I think we crocodile skin or leather types which were cool.
I have plans to sell lemonade, because it's cool.
I discussed sensitive topics with Shirani. There are good and bad, and there are risks, and she's wisely advised me as a loving, genuinely caring mother would, her own son, when the stakes are so high.
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Punchline: She told me not to sell lemonade
This is because she worries it's unhealthy
I will still sell lemonade because it's cool
And I want to sell lemonade