Feeling like garbage today. Calling off work. Cancelling dinner plans with a friend. It's raining again and Supertramp got nothing to do with it. The lawn gets neglected for another wet day.
The four I got in a poetry slam last night has nothing to do with any of this, nor does the hilarity of being mistaken in a photo for someone who looks nothing like me.
If I could get some sleep, I'd feel better.
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