The funk has vacated Brackentown, but it still remains in me hard to shake, not unusual for me.  Robert was on an overnighter trip last night and this morning when he called he said, "You sound rough."  I said, "Yeah, just the funk coming out".  So when you see roadkill on the road think Yep....funk coming out. But more importantly...that's somebody's food and another's trash.  It's all in how you look at it.  Stay positive and get the funk out!

God Blesses!


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