Hi Mr. Blog,
It's so easy to fall into the trap.
The hate trap.
You know the one I'm talking about.
You're in a jungle
trapped in an earthen pit
with your arms at your sides
and you're dying of thirst
and the enemy
is standing over you
with a big half gallon jug of
Haterade.
And your so thirsty you
could cry
or tear your hair out.
And you can see the dark red color
and hear the sound of ice cubes
bumping the sides of the pitcher.
And you just want to open your mouth wide
and gulp, gulp, gulp it down.
But you know
you'd feel worse
and sad
and dirty.
So you press your lips together
as tight as you can.
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