when you have
a bad
day, and there is
no one
at home to yell
at, not even
a dog, you
sit in a chair
and like a balloon
untie
the knot
that is your
head. you slowly
let the air
out.
then it's all
good again.
well, sort of,
tomorrow is just
eight hours
away.
Thursday, June 5, 2014
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