I am returning to form. Not quite my usually jolly self but improving.
Don’t for heavens sake tell her but THE PIT actually helped me a bit.
The desire to murder her kept me alive.
It may have raised my blood pressure to a dangerously high level but it’s better than giving up the ghost.
With Thanksgiving approaching I am preparing myself for some enabling edibles to make me more productive.
Given the selection of people for major office in the pending government I am also remarkably confident that I may secure a prime position. I’m smarter than most of those chosen to date.
Maybe I could be secretary for commerce or perhaps I could pilot Air Force One!
Bet we’d be going to Mara Largo every weekend so Ma would like that.
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