Sunday, April 26, 2015

I am not a Judy Garland fan.

As I was running down my street this morning, chewing on various things that tasted like problems, I came up on someone walking ahead of me. My eyesight isn't very good and I don't wear glasses when I run, so it took me a little to realize that the person was female, and bald. And I realized that my problems were nothing, compared to what they could be.

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