<font color="#008800"> My feeling is that I started with a fog laden with rain; but now it is more like a bog. Thick, slimey, smelly, black mud that holds on to me and splatters with each dreary step. Like the swamps I recall in North Carolina I never know if my next step will be ankle deep or drop me into a deep void. </font> .gif)
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Worry is like a rocking chair. It gives you something to do but it doesn't get you anywhere.
-Erma Bombeck
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