Got my head out of the sand somehow and faced reality last week. 
Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is that idiot?

I have gone through at least 7 cycles of ups and downs 
since we last met, and I'm kinda worn out. 
Enough analyzing. I have to ride the bull and get back to life.
Once again.

New day, new joke. Gotta laugh way more.
So, why is 6 afraid of seven?
Because 7 ate 9.

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