I Put Some Bad JuJu Out There

Let Me Try To Make Amends

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So, sorry about that. What I’m talking about is the rant I posted about an hour ago. I was thinking about going back to delete the article. Then, I thought I could post something at the bottom of it, like a disclaimer.

The author was unhinged for a few moments.

I even thought I could make a comment and do the same thing.

The reason I did not taint such a haranguing piece was it was really cathartic. I vented my spleen. I popped an abscess. I busted a boil. The bad is out. The healing can begin.

I took a deep breath. If I was drinking, I would have done that. But I don’t drink anymore, so I took a deep breath. Maybe I should go take my medicine.

Can you really be good all the time?

I don’t think so. I should model my characters that way. Human-like. Where they get zits too. Where they are generally good with tendencies toward mayhem that arise periodically. Like zits.

I don’t get zits anymore. What I get are age spots. I don’t notice them much, but when I do I think to myself, “When did that happen?” It is confusing to get old sometimes.

Spots when you are young…spots when you are…