I'm all alone in a very stretched limo with a glass of wine, driving through Carson City on the way up the mountain to Lake Tahoe, pondering some words of wisdom I read on the plane. And where did I stumble upon these comforting words? In nothing as holy as the bible, the Koran, nor the Kama Sutra. Neither will the thought be found in the works of
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I wuv woo.
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Ah, but lest ye be misinterpretin', let me clarify. I am not happy. I am quite morose and feeling at the end of my rope. But I'm just now remembering that it is my own doing. The ladder up from this particular circle of hell is arduous, but wtf. Why not start climbing instead of sinking lower?
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Remind you to tell you about a discussion I had with a kid who came in complaining of her lack of happiness.
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But I sure would like to share a bottle of wine with you.
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