I have very little to say today. So I’m going to share a very old country song with y’all about ineffective coping mechanisms that I’ve been trying all week!
Here are just a few of the lyrics at the start of the song:
It’s a good thing the sea’s not dry
Such a good thing that cows don’t fly
What a good thing to make a joyful noise
It’s a good thing that beds don’t talk
Such a good thing that chairs can’t walk
What a good thing that God made girls and boys
Let the rough side drag
Let the smooth side show
While you pull that load
Everywhere you go
Here’s my takeaway:
I’m drowning in the sea today
Make me a cow to fly far far away
So I could make a joyful noise
And jump on a bed without any poise.
Drop my load along my way
Crush some chairs, why not, eh?
I’m totally not a human today.
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