the only thing wrong with being sick, having the deep lung, old man smoker's cough, is not being able to sing. bring on the snot, I can conquer you, but the lack of song bird singing....
just kill me now.
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Take it as it comes. Dedicated to a journey that will change life as I know it. A couple months of spontaneous turns and stops and observations. Absorbing, learning, thinking, praying, experiencing. "It should not be denied...that being footloose has always exhilarated us. It is associated in our minds with escape from history and oppression and law and irksome obligations, with absolute freedom, and the road has always led west." -wallace stegner
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i just told a friend that my favorite part of getting over a cold is the regained ability to sing ;o) there is something so unassumingly cruel about laryngitis. hope you get better soon!
You never said you could sing? You can write AND sing? No wonder guys go ga ga over you. I bet you can play the guitar too. And wrestle. And hate social gatherings where aquaintences just mingle and talk about where they work. And getting up early.
Get well soon. My blog addres has changed to http://seeasilverlining.blogspot.com
my solution to not being able to sing is to play the spoons... or different sized wine glasses half full of water.
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