I've got nothing to say
... but it's OK.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Sometimes all I have to say is stuff I've already said, like this and that and the other thing. So, rather than try to reinvent the wheel of my thoughts, I'll just send you back there for a day. My humble apologies if you needed something fresh.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Good morning.
Sometimes all I have to say is stuff I've already said, like this and that and the other thing. So, rather than try to reinvent the wheel of my thoughts, I'll just send you back there for a day. My humble apologies if you needed something fresh.
posted by B.W. Richardson at
8:03 AM
2 Comments:
Seems like a familiar theme in recent days - the flashback episode has come to the blogsphere. I did the same thing last week.
Just for the record, I've taken your writing on fear to heart and it has made a tremendous difference, but not necessarily in the political realm. Thanks for that.
Thanks, PoS, I needed that! I've also found myself giving me a pep talk about anxiety outside of the realm of politics, and I'm glad if I've helped you tap into your own reserves in any way.
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