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I already lost track of what day it is

It might be wednesday. It might not be wednesday. I’m living within a day-free fog zone at the moment. I know I get up, make my super sweet coffee while also drinking a Red Bull. Wait, I actually haven’t had a Red Bull in a few days. That says something. Maybe. Actually, it doesn’t.

These days, days are undifferentiated. Meeting after meeting. Exaggerators exaggerating. Pontificators pontificating. Milquetoasters milquetoasting. Yes, I know. Bleak. And, yes, I made up words. Everyone does these days; any day of the week.

One thing I did get right immediately in this year (much to my surprise) is the year. I immediately, without thought, dated the year correctly on my documents. Odd. Usually, it takes me a good month to get the new year right. I suppose, I was eager to get this year going. I think many people are. Except for a few people in congress.

Well, I’m off to see the wizard. Maybe he’ll tell me what day of the week it is.

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  1. What Falling Off
    The Life Raft of
    33 Years Of Paid

    Work

    Teaches me Best
    Is No One Really
    Gives An F About
    me Other Than What
    i Will Do For Them
    Except FoR A VEry

    Few

    Oh The
    Joy of Finding
    Out It Doesn’t Matter
    To Most Others what

    i Do in ‘Real
    Life’ So
    i Became
    A Fool of
    Dance And
    Song Free
    Every WHere
    To Dance And
    Sing Free And

    So Ironically

    Then the
    Name
    Others
    ASSiGNeD
    To me As Total

    Stranger Never
    Hearing me Utter

    A Word In Dance
    With No Reason
    Replacing Walking
    In Straight Lines

    Spiraling Free

    Became Another
    Letter F For Famous

    And A L For A Legend

    Living

    True my
    ‘Real
    Life’

    Born
    On Initials

    F A L After
    The Last

    L
    And
    Rise
    Into Fooldom

    You ‘Know’ What Dear
    Miriam People Are
    As Amusing As
    Monkeys
    In Human

    Suits Who
    Call Themselves
    Leaders Of God
    Playing Bill Murray

    In Just Another
    Groundhog Day

    (AGHOGDAY)

    To Prove
    How Other
    Wise Rational
    THeir Human

    Condition

    Is Versus

    A Child Now
    New With A Forever
    Non-Sense Babbling
    Song And Dance Without
    LeSSoNS Beyond Human

    Definitions
    Of “Infinite”
    Bless Of Bliss
    Now Better Spent
    In A Naked Enough
    Whole Complete

    Dance
    And
    Song
    For No Reason
    Yet For The Joy Of

    Breath
    When
    Actually
    Free To Breathe 🧘‍♂️

    A Life With No Days
    Not Even Dead
    CLocK Hands

    Of
    Time
    Distance
    Space Now
    Or A “Matter”

    Of Things By
    God New Yes Dancing
    Singing Breathing Free 🌊🎼

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