It’s a bad day, not a bad life.

Today was such a fail, in a “beautifully” versatile myriad of ways. I know experiencing blow after blow presumably strengthens character, but it’s proven difficult to withstand thus far. Alas, tomorrow is another day to do better.

I can’t believe the solution to so much nuisance was the turning of a screw.

So interesting to think…

There is the greatest chance I will never hear of it again

I certainly miss having the long hair & no cares (,:
Caj.