The clouds a-yonder looming
Are nothing like I saw
When thistle here is blooming
Far out the scope o’ law

And maybe I’m just anxious
My fellow man is lame
To compliment, they’re thankless
And life was just a game

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I heard something interesting from a good friend of mine. I told him about my difficult journey in self care and physical health. How I started out only being able to run for seven seconds before being broken, battered, and barely breathing. You know, those moments where you talk to a cripple about your pain? Not entirely seemly. It turns out he’s asthmatic. Boy, did I feel silly. He cussed me out about personal weakness. So, yesterday morning, I ran for 20 minutes. Then, this morning, I ran for an hour. If he can do it, then what’s stopping me from being my strongest self too? Get some sunshine today, dear reader!