You ever have that space where you get yourself back to the normal you? For me, it was putting up the pile of clothes in my laundry basket and thoroughly cleaning my room and bathroom. Ahhh, nw that feels more like the Lee I know and love. Got a chance to do some laundry and ironing, too. All this after taking one of my nieces and nephew to the comic store to introduce them to the world I knew/know and love(d). Which was of course after I played basketball with them in my work clothes and dress shoes. Which was of course after pulling the ten hour day at work. I'm such a cool uncle. I think I could do the whole parenting thing, man. But I'm really enjoying the reality that I'm not one (and don't intend to be any time soon).
PS- Why is Off The Wall one of the dopest LP's ever made? I mean sure, Thriller sold over 40 million albums when it came out, which is utterly ridiculous...but, seriously, why is Off The Wall still better?