After retiring late for bed at around 02:00am this morning, I was trying to relax and my restless thoughts continue with the betrayal of TPTB after nine slong years. I was sending boost to the next door neighbor, especially the divorced nutter. Then I heard ONE loud pop in the general direction to my right hand side and somewhere either near the wall or closet. I don’t know. Maybe it’s too much energy.
Oh, John Jr! That's longer than I would ever imagine, especially for your conditions! So I shouldn't rant like this…
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