A proper full on special drummers hug (both arms but at different times…), tomorrow merely marks of the beginning of the coming of the end of the week - sweet dreams..
Fair - I stand on your toes and get really fidgety but in time and provide a base human rhythm accompaniment to an eventual crescendo- not selling it really am I?
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Specific dread or just general?
And hopefully this scientific study might give a little comfort too