Tired

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Finishing Chapter 8. Halfway through but it’s an uphill climb. Need a break but afraid of stopping. 

Literature to Music: "The Ghost of Tom Joad"

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Bruce Springsteen ("I'm On Fire") surprised me with this little tune drawn from John Steinbeck's "Grapes of Wrath" (not to be confused with the first autobiography written by a drunk, "The Wrath of Grapes"). 



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