As the Days Goes By

We got home alright with a little levitation in control. I sat right over the right engine. I think that my identity is becoming apparent. I am seeing people take double takes when I enter the vicinity. I am pretty fatigued today, but I have made it downtown anyway. I keep not knowing where I am when I wake up. I miss my Line Deputy, but I definitely felt him on the plane on Saturday. We had six flight attendants and 3 pilots. They held the plane for my bag which I saw them put on all by itself, LAST, and then we took off. Things are becoming more clear. I just rode the bus downtown and the back door got stuck. The driver was frustrated and was trying to fix it. I swept it with a burst and it was fixed and worked better than when it was working before. I do not know what is happening, and what each day will hold, but I feel the presence of El Chapo. NE Minneapolis is a good space for him to garner his energy before he goes back to Mexico to REPRESENT HIMSELF in a new and REAL trial. His fate will be the fate of entire KINGPIN nation so he, for once, will not sabotage. My Columbian and Ecudorian friends are out of that game now. They are now LAW ENFORCEMENT INTERNATIONAL and DIPLOMACY.