Don’t get me wrong, I love Cali but this tropical weather is the shit. I can’t even believe I’m here. I’m happy as hell but shocked at the same time. I’m staying at the Marriot on Bayshore Drive and as I was getting dressed to go see Neicey, I thought back to the phone call I received a few days ago. I had just got out the shower when I heard my phone ring. I saw Neicey’s name on the caller I.D. and I rushed to answer it. “Hello?” “Hey Kamil, how are you?” “I’m good ma, so what do I owe the pleasure of this phone call?” “I need someone to talk to, besides I need to pick yo brain about something.” “Ok, that’s cool. I’m listening.” “I actually want to talk in person.”