Most folks have almost knocked something over.
They came so close to causing grief that they
could taste it but immediately after their
near catastrophe relief takes hold and
before they can say “Whew! Son-of-
a-bitch that was close!” they start
sublimating all the bad crap that
might have but didn’t occur &
that shit’s worth tracking.
Thank you, friend.
There are 360 degrees of fucked up. Whar bout’s is ya?