Sweater
My fuzzy green sweater keeps me more than warm, when I put it on I feel a sense of peace, as if somehow the world outside ceased to matter. Snail likes the sweater, too, so I often have a hard time finding it in the morning, sometimes the search almost gets frantic. It's usually a tangled mess when I find it but I don't mind, nothing seems right until I have it on.
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Ahhh, a fuzzy green sweater.
It'll get you back on your feet again.
Reverend Z, I'm so glad you see your posts up and running again, but feel so sad that you're not feeling too--how you say--chipper. Hopefully the fact that you're blogging about how you're feeling is helping somewhat. I worry about you and hope this finds you feeling better!
Great song, Henry... a favorite state of being.
Thanks for your concern, Elvira, I believe I'm on the road to recovery. It's a bitch when meds quit helping after 4 years and then it takes another year to find something that does help. Hopefully I've hit on a combo that is helping and will continue to.
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