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July 10, 2010


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That one's been on our Netflix queue for ages... maybe I'll go move it up. The poem is wonderful, and apt it would seem for both of us (you a wet blanket, me a pile of in-a-funk).

I think you're right that when depressed it's hard if not impossible to *make* yourself cheer up. But I like your idea of walking it with dignity.

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