I have this recurring fear. It gnaws at me. It keeps me awake at night. It's there when I wake in the morning, leering at me from the foot of my bed.
You see, I write political humor and snark. My fear is that one day I will be completely out of ideas.
Then I turn on the news.
Fuck you, fear.
©2012 Kona Lowell
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