Today has been one of those days. I woke up depressed, feeling as if there is no future. I started writing, and pretty much wrote the equivalent of a suicide note on my blog this morning. And I let it sit while I pondered what I was going to do next before going out to mow the lawn and get even more depressed.
And what do I find when I get back? This:
I gotta tell ya . . . nothing like the Internet to bring out the goddamnest reactions.
Shit looks dark and the bottom is near, but this put a smile on my face. ’Cause it tells me, if nothing else, I got a reaction from someone.
I got nothing. But I don’t give a shit–
I’m gonna beat this.
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