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I couldn't help but shake my head. "You motherfucker..." Jack just looked at me with big sad eyes and wagged his tail. "Whole goddamned world is falling apart and you're just sitting in a sunbeam." If a dog could shrug Jack would've.
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Every interaction was a minefield. I was withdrawn, depressed, the only ray of sunshine was my spouse and kid and good country music on the car stereo. I pulled on those old battered boots of Mister Billy’s and they felt right. They felt like home.
introduction
So here I am. Blogging. Like some pretentious Brooklynite with a trust fund.