...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
there is a time to move mountains and time to find a cave there are times to sow some wild oats and time to just behave there is a time to push limits and a time to catch some breath and there are time for changes that's from birth to death don't hurry death I am standing up... sitting hurts, so I've set the old laptop up on the kitchen bar/counter so I can type standing up... it's a pain that's strange, could be a postural thing - time to wake up... could be I need a spleenectomy or some other such operation... could be gas, though it's kind high up... maybe it's angina... maybe it's something implanted by aliens... I think I mentioned it yesterday or the day before somewhere (maybe it's time for a change)... focus J |
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