I'm pretty sure I got all my thoughts out in my rant from last year and the year before it, but there is just something about this September day that make things so painfully somber and introspective. Through this psychosomatic plume, I can barely get my fingers to type and the only thing swirling around in my head is this one line from the refrain of the most beautiful Blind Melon song.
"I can't tell you how many ways that I've sat and viewed my life today"
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