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Stuff My Therapists Says

"Everyone says they're tired," Said my couples therapist, "That can't be the thing." I was wonderstruck. My approach was all wrong. As it turned out I had all the time in the world. I was just spending it wrong, like Singing the wrong song, or Straining to see through a well-lit room. My eyes are now open. My melody true. No longer will a minute be wasted, No longer will any cracker or crumb go untasted. I'll be there trimmed and frosted, Never ill-tempered, and never exhausted.

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Date: 11/23/2021 11:58:00 AM
Sweet! Matt ..one ponders...my most creative poems blossom from a most delightful state of melancholy, just north of depression, imagination floats weightless, & World B Free plays basketball once more...
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Date: 11/21/2021 11:48:00 AM
Enjoyed this one too. My problem is opposite . I can't ever seem to get to sleep!
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