There is something going on that is undoubtably 'right' in this sea of eternal wrongness that we call daily life.
I say this because bagles were on sale. Also, the sun still decided to rise.
Have a little faith today.
Bagels, February 1st
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Poetrythe pen may be mightier than the sword, but that sword certainly thirsts for more blood (if you like me, vote me if you love me, show me)
