Over the last several weeks I have had a multitude of things to write about, but when confronted with pen and paper, I find the tidal wave of my impressions, critique and commentary dries up faster than uncapped nail polish remover in the Tuscon sunshine.
I killed a squirrel with my car, and I felt like a murderess for 2 days running.
I had so much to say and being being unable to express it at the moment.. that it is suddenly gone, wah!
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