A middle-aged WASP examines his Life, his heart and his home. Sometimes it all makes perfect sense. Not lately, though.

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Friday, January 27, 2006

An End to the Darkness

I've been singing a song since I woke up this morning, Ms J, at 4:15. I'm getting tired of hearing it, but it's stuck in my head and I can't stop singing/humming/whistling it.

This little Light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
This little Light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
This little Light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine.
Let it shine. Let it shine. Let it shine.

Seems like good advice, wha'?

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