The other day I heard that old song by Bobby Russell called Saturday Morning Confusion. It wasn’t that of a hit back in the day, but for some reason, we still hear it every now and then, some 50+ years later. I used to love Saturdays, but now I often find myself in some confused state when I wake up on the weekends. My life is nothing like that old song, but perhaps I know why…
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