Stating the obvious has left me somewhat in schadenfreude - or at least, seeing the inevitable results of our common condition - deflated.
My energies will be directed towards another form of creation. Whether a better pullshot or as a better hucker, I can't say.
Maybe in the creation of fiction, something will emerge.
Peace.
1 comment:
Oh Come on, now! What will we (the world) do without your comments? And what the heck is 'schadenfreude'? Some kind of culinary term?
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