Sometimes listening to Mike is sad, unsettling. If he were a construction worker or a lawyer it wouldn’t be as noticeable. He sings and accents his delivery with breaths and sounds and he’s no longer doing that. He’s no longer breathing, singing, making sounds. The concept of Neverland is a good one. I wish I could wish it into fruition because I really need it right now. I need that breeze blowing through those two big trees, the deer eating grass, even the pesky Neverland gnats and the squirrel. Shit, I’d take one of those Hereford cows too.
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