I’ve hit the proverbial song writing wall tonight, and I’m pretty sure everything I’ve got is crap anyway. My brain is a fried mess from worrying about things I ought not worry about.
Plus I’m pretty sure there’s an axe murderer outside my house.
If it weren’t for this no chicken noddle soup I would be very upset right now.
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