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There are No Words – Day #3
I’m rarely at a loss for words, at least in written form, for today I find myself on a plateau of some sort. Yesterday, from about 3 o’clock on was torture, in some…
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The Morning After the Night Before – Day #2
Nobody should have to drink swamp water first thing in the morning. I just have to get that off my chest. Even if it tastes sorta okay, really that’s a stretch, I feel…
