Wherein I lift significant lines from songs my iPot has played in empathy with this week’s state of mind, and I get to write a poorly written sentence beginning with “wherein”! Henceforth, in escalating histrionic self-drama:

“I don’t know why I waste my time, 
Getting hung up about the things you say 
When I open my eyes and its a lovely day!”- Keane (Snowed Under)

“I’m damaged goods for all to see!”- The Script (Exit Wounds)

“Jack Kerouac! Kekerouac!”- Our Lady Peace (All For You)

“They say time heals everything, but I’m still waiting!” Dixie Chicks (Not Ready To Make Nice)

and my favorite for its pure LSD-induced hallucinationhood:

“When I find myself in times of trouble, Mother Mary comes to me!” – The Beatles (Let It Be)

and for its pure cheeriness, from my favorite compilation album “Dark Was The Night”:

“Look ahead with hope and cheer! (Look ahead with hope!)- Stuart Murdoch “Another Saturday”

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