
There we are above today, Thursday the 9th, feeling sorry for ourselves perhaps. Perhaps not. These are just hard days for us. Hard life right now. Just a moment in time of bad sleeps and thoughts. This too shall pass and the sun will shine again soon for sure!

As Alfred Lord Tennyson writes in Ulysses (this is exactly how I feel right now...)
How dull it is to pause, to make an end.
To rust unburnished, not to shine in use!
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