Crossing the Tracks

Me and “busy” don’t often meet.

At least on the normal plane.

In the abnormal burbs, I’m always busy as the proverbial nutty bee.

So, the last two days, hanging out on the good side of the sanity tracks has been really weird.

But I’m back in my old stomping grounds again, living high off the anxious life.

Um, yippee?

Until tomorrow…


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