It's amazing how easy it is to veer off the track and lose total sight of what's important, what I have to be grateful for. I have a tendency to veer off the track into anxiety. I have a tendency to veer very far off the track. A lot of the times I can't even find where the train station is. I'm not very bright.
But I'm a good mudder. I love the mud. I love the slop. If you give me a dry track on a sunny day my horse wanders off into the infield and starts to eat oats. But if it's raining and cold and the wind's blowing then I know what to do.
Sometimes this is a walk in the park and sometimes it takes a lot of grim determination.
I still haven't taken the printer back to the Drunks Across The Street. I may leave it in the rental house. I'm can't figure out what the scam is.
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