In my truck just starting to work and the man on the radio says
It's 11 minutes before six on this early Toosdy morning. You're listening to NPR...
Ahh, fuuuuck says I to my truck, it's too early for this ****, another Toosdy staff meeting and here I am in an ironed shirt (wearing my RESIST t beneath).
What the hell, everyday is the same, trains roll on, tracks never end and tomorrow, Toosdy will be gone with the wind.
A nod and an apology to Lynyrd Skynyrd. Inspired by a good friend that I love with all my ****** heart.