You know how sometimes, at the end of the week, when you've spent hours and hours of your life writing marketing emails for people selling totally BS things like psychic readings, and you just want a few sweet minutes to work on a poem for a change, and also you need some bourbon and tater tots STAT or you might just collapse?
I had one of those weeks. But it's almost over. So it's all going to be okay.
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