It’s hard to fully understand where we all came from but being back in America. Suck a fast past which I can’t relate. Being in Senegal so laid back. Just sit around the house and get fat. Didn’t have to worry about money or your bank account just living life to the fullest and making friends. Being back in country life is so different and I feel the pressure to do things faster and get a job. But when I see my brothers name on what’s up that he sent me a message and I sit down and listen to what he says. And in that moment It’s a break I’m just sitting talking in a different language. Which is really funny because when they call me when I’m with my friends or I I pick up the phone and I can sense the love and affection through the phone. The jokes that nobody will understand(only because they don’t understand what I’m saying) but they can see the happiness in my eyes and raises Curiosity so they say Bro what the hack did you just say, I laugh and then explain a few phrases. But the thing about living in NEW YORK CITY where you have every dialect.
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