I'm 346 days in and I'm about to pull a fast one. Another one, I guess. I worked an 11-hour day today (which is a profound affront to my spiritual beliefs) and, before I left, I suggested an artistic solution to our problem, rather than a written one, because my brain was starting to feel like a toasted marshmallow.
What I'm trying to say is that I used all of the soft, sticky matter trying to respond to "feedback," and, as a result, I have nothing left to give. (I think my little diversion worked, though. Hehehe.)
While I pluck off the scorched bits, why not listen to some cool music created by the son of a really cool guy I used to work with. You can hear it here. And also here.
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