My head hurts. I’m broke. And my mind is slippin’….

First few lines of a parody rap song I’m working on. I have about 5 or 6 songs recorded, waiting to be “polished.”

Well, the dusting and the shining will have to wait because my body is in full betrayal mode yet again. I feel as if I am a very large planet with a strong gravitational pull. That made no sense. Let’s try this again. I feel as if I am tethered to the ground with a one-foot chain.

How can one day be so magnificent? Why can’t I have two, three, or four magnificent days all in a row? Is that too much to ask? I have so much to be excited about and to look forward to. I am creating so much in terms of music, writing, videos, etc. Really, right now I have nothing to complain about.

Except that I do not have the strength to even eloquently complain about anything. Just lying here like a rock. Doing nothing. Sad for no reason. And so, so very exhausted.

Why must I pay such a heavy price for just one really great day?

So now that the pity party is over, let’s move on to Bob with the weather…

This was done when for some reason I had an energy spurt:

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