Lost seems like a good word to describe my
mental capabilities this morning as well as most other mornings but it is a
little bit worse right now. When I try to think, think is the only word I see.
If you can't get past think, Katy bar the door and look for the straitjacket.
You Can If You Think You Can~Dr. Norman
Vincent Peale. I think I can, I think I can. I don't believe this is working.
Always been told that crap just flowed out of this mouth like a calf with scours
but the problem this morning is leaving me with the thought that I'm suffering
from some sort of oral constipation.
Guess I'll quit while the quitting is good. Would have been more good sooner but I missed the mark due to being so engrossed in my think thought.
Guess I'll quit while the quitting is good. Would have been more good sooner but I missed the mark due to being so engrossed in my think thought.
I used to be a heavy gambler. But now I just make mental bets. That's how I lost my mind. ~Steve Al
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