Well, as this day has progressed, I feel like I have been hit by a Mack truck. Seriously down and blue just out on nowhere. Suddenly, hopeless. No idea why. Nothing happened. Wondering if all this new anit-mania and AP stuff I've recently added is finally taking hold of my brain and crushing my soul a bit today. Hopefully, it is just a blip.
All I want to do is get back into bed. But I am going to try to make myself get on the bike and go ride. 61 degrees here today. Maybe that'll make me feel better.
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When I was a kid, my parents moved a lot, but I always found them--Rodney Dangerfield
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