Pulled from the wreckage

It’s been one of those weeks—maybe the whole damned month. You know—you just can’t seem to drag yourself out of the Slough of Despond, and you start thinking that you’ll never get out because that Slough is endless.

So—I do what I can. One of my tools is music, and I’ll share one I’ve been listening to with you.

Here’s hoping it works.