Today frustrations have overcome me. They have seeped into my existence and have now allowed me to introduce the expletives back into my vocabulary. The simplest frustration leads into a barrage of unmentionables - for what?! Stress... it kills. It truly does. My existence is never a balance of all these things, it just permeates from me trying to bury them in the back yard and the stench overcomes me. I try having the concept of water off a duck's back, but if you hold the duck under water long enough some of the feathers will eventually take on water.
Splish splash I was taking a bath...