Ain't Right

I know I'm not supposed to be hurting that much -- but I am. It hurts. Much. I just answered the door to the UPS man and was so out of it that I asked him what he needed from me. Like what did I think he needed? If he told me I owed him money, would I have given him some? I ain't right at the moment.

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