Self-help, on the shores of Jordan, holding a stick of gum and a rare poem penned by Holden Caulfield.
Today is a new day, and for that I am grateful. Look for the silver lining; it's coming through. …
Well, so much for the blog. But, still here, still blogging, and forever caught up in It. It is all I have got, I'm afraid. But for now that's life. Looking ahead, more asparagus, less… there is a lot of sugar in food these days, haven't you noticed that as well? Maybe it's a conspiracy; maybe it ain't. I guess it's like with cigarettes; they're willing to make them and sell them to us, and so it's up to us to be vigilant in our quest to snuff out cigarettes. Maybe it's purposeful and maybe it's just life. Maybe it's just life; yeah, that's it.
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