I told myself I wouldn’t become one of those whiny, mopey old white guys who spend their days feeling sorry for themselves And look at me now haha It’s fine, though, it’s fine A day like today, I can look out the window and appreciate the sunshine, and if the jitters aren’t too bad, I can take a walk
Mr Squirrel is hands down the best part of Substack; he makes me want to continue down this path. Keep on going down the path Mr. Squirrel.
I talk to myself all the time. Good thing I don't know your nosy, noisy *pal* cos I'd have told him a thing or two.
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