This thing that builds up inside us. It's a diddly of pickle as Ned Flanders would say. And I second that motion. Because it makes you do some things that after a couple of seconds you stand back and want to punch yourself in the brain. And that of course brings it's own complications.. So as every other guy in the web, I'm almost forced to say the obvious ''Can't live without it''
And I have a kind of final tomorrow, but am posting stuff here besides other things happening so.. we're totally cool. right.
Dance. As promised, Open Road by Alex Monteiro.
And as promissed with the music. Funky DL-1947
See ya tomorrow(?)
Ending with some love as well. nailed it.
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