Found in a bottle

“Shocking how nothing shocks anymore, “

Paul Westerburg

I don’t want to get into politics, but the events of the past couple of years have numbed me. Nothing’s shocking.

This song’s lyrics keep reoccurring in my mind. “We’ll inherit the earth, but we don’t want it…”

Yeah, that about sums it up lately.

Never mind me. I’m a bit maudlin and morose. As another band said:

Half the world is starving

The other half is drunk

Suspicious minds and vicious games and I’m running out of luck

Still scraping my boots from the shit I stepped in

Miles Hunt

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