White knuckles.

Day 16 after my little trip to the hospital and I’m not in panic mode and I can’t hear the time bomb that usually accompanies a dry spell. Of course I won’t say never again but I will say not right now. My jug is plugged.

2 thoughts on “White knuckles.

  1. Strength to the endeavor and unconditional positive regard, sir. If you want someone completely unconnected to present or medium-term to speak with on subjects from the sublime to the ridiculous to the completely mundane — hi; I’m here.

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