i woke up not feeling good, feeling beleaguered, some dark residue in my brain. so when that a-ho said i was real bright i flushed, and it bums me reminding me of times when it happened almost daily. righteous indignation won't give you any peace in a ruthless civilization. anyway i'm presently still trying to flush the cortisol several hours on. walk on, just smile, shake my head, softly now, the world needs gentling, walk on.