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So I am still worried about getting laid off, but not as much as I was. I'm sitting in a dark, tidy apartment (the clean apartment should get here tomorrow...) listening to a play list on my iPod featuring Steve Earle, Justin Earle (Steve's son) and Stacey Earle (Steve's sister), creatively named "Earle Family Singers". Right now I'm listening to Steve's Hammer, a song that, for some unseen reason, I identify with...maybe because I feel burdened often. The next song I want to hear is by Justin Earle, called Yuma, which, as depressing as it is (it's about a guy who kills himself) is a good song...strong and solid, with a voice of the artist and empathy without bringing you to the brink.
I want to write more, but the solid thoughts aren't there...they need more smelting to make them hard and coherent.
I want to write more, but the solid thoughts aren't there...they need more smelting to make them hard and coherent.