Call it post patty’s day depression, but the only thing getting me through the day today is mellow and somewhat emotional songs that are the opposite of Irish so I can drown in the thoughts of last night’s Jameson… a true sign of success in my books. Today is nothing but pain as the leftover leprechauns are still jigging on my brain…but common little sirs, you need to take a rest for another 364 days already.
If you care to join on my attempts to ease the aches, just hit play and kick back. My Guinness.
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