Why isn't life more like "The Sound of Music"?
I often run through open rolling fields, singing at the top of my lungs. But the hills aren't alive! And I don't like schnitzel with noodles or bright copper kettles!
I tried running through the fields again this morning and was asked to leave the winery.
Blogging the depths of the abyss,
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