Short and Sweet

July 24, 2006

If my mind were a dry-erase board (or a whiteboard, whatever the hell you want to call it), it would be filled up with a bunch of pictures, words, and numbers–all in different colors, fonts, sizes, shapes; the whole nine-yards.  What would help?  An eraser.  The Eraser:  I am listening to it.  Exaggeration, but it feels like my mental health is going… down?

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