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 Image foundhere.Speaking of brain fog strangeness... When I'm in a flare, I like to flop down on the grass in my backyard. I stretch out on my back, hands behind my head, and let the coolness of the earth drain my aches and pains away. Ahhh..... I like to imagine that an invisible, infinite line begins at my belly button and heads up into the sky. I wonder what else that line would intersect as it headed out into the galaxy and beyond. You already knew I was weird, didn't you? No? Well, now you do.  |
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