Very strange day! I actually feel good! First time in weeks. Why? No good news to report ... it's same o, same o, with all the usual stresses. Maybe my deep seated fuck it mentality has triumphed. I am reminded of lyrics by Woody Guthrie ...
That old dust storm
can kill my babies
but it can't kill me, Lord
and it can't kill me
Now that man was a survivor!
That old dust storm
can kill my babies
but it can't kill me, Lord
and it can't kill me
Now that man was a survivor!
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