The freedom-cloaked, jingoist-joke of salacious saluting is the backdrop for this day. Made with effusive pheromones, today's trending is OMFG!! No parades w/ lemonade needed because of the risen occasion making persuasion with no evasion about the role of today. Many thanks don't begin to cover the spread.

What a night ! The sleep is like baby-frappuccino on a moonlit night with each hour contributing to the-return-to-fabulous. My wants are N O T excessive and the remedy is working ever-so slowly but January makes odd-balls from the best of us. If this is not healing, then let the complainers be right (there are NO complainers). When evening shadows make me blue
Nelly crawled under the pile of lumber
shake it twice . . . nice
I try to be extraordinary, but I'm mediocre. When I let the flow dictate, I get disappointed in myself. Face it - - there's no magic wand about all of this, except L O V E. Of that, we're certain so keep on keepin' on. Rah-rah-ziss-cum-bah. Hold me closer . . . Why am I writing this? It's Thursday, my chakras are in Niagara, Cleopatra and I keep doing this because it don't mean a thing if your ass is intact. The 3 willars of pisdom retain obelisk-like reinforcement to put a head on this. The arc of this diver is still bathed in her sweetness. Good talk.