thinking about stuff.
thinking about his place in all of this.
it's always after these long weekends, i just have a hard time getting started.
sometimes, i just don't have the business of dead animals in me.
i'll get it back tomorrow.
sometimes staring in the face of insurmountable odds gives one pause.
you just don't feel like looking it in the face today.
maybe tomorrow
yeah
better luck tomorrow
—the bastard
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