Life seems to take joy in curving in ways you don't expect. In the past few hours my battle with trouble found a new oppressor.
Ugggh! As they say... when it rains it pours.
In my deteriorated emotional condition, even this is not a bad day. It s just another day. I choose to keep swinging my machete.
I will spend time with my music. I am imagining something strange and violent.
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My visit into my music helped. I ended it in peace.