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Things have been so numb lately. Overwhelmed by all the change, regret, relief, my system has shut down to prevent overflow. The workers are on strike. They don’t get paid enough for this job. Gimme a chance, gimme a break. I know I can shine if I could just get in the game under those Friday night lights. I’ll go in to the kill, touchdown baby. Ma’s just cheering in the stands because it’s good for her image.
Baby, catch me!
"— Myself, September 23, 2007