Promises, Promises

It's been a long time, I shouldn't have left you without a strong rhyme to step to ... but I beg your pardon, I never promised you a rose garden. Words get in the way, and time sure flies when you're all jacked up. You're older than you've ever been, and now you're even older. These aren't the droids you're looking for.

All of this is code for: Haven't taken the pictures off the camera yet, or edited the videos, but soon, pinky swears. There just aren't enough hours in the day, or enough days in the long weekend, and I am right out of vacation time. Yes, I know how much I suck. But you know you love me anyway.

Soon, our long national nightmare will be over. Thanks for your patience at this difficult and troubling time. XOXO.

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