The other day, I realized that I had yet to engage my typical freewheelin’ summer attitude. The winter doldrums left me impaled with unquenched desire coupled with the tragic caveat of no direction. I’m due to shed a few layers of psychic debree, …destroy some walls and build anew for a more efficient and fanciful predicament. Really, I just need to stop following politics and the subsequent mass of outrageous lies propped up by a media that tends towards the “least likely” conclusion over the obvious truths. The founding fathers were against professional politicians; now, that is all we have in this land. On another note, I’m sure gas will be $4+ in no time again, and we’ll have six million excuses and no idea why.
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