Hmm….I think that I might have painted myself into a corner and now I am a bit unsure how to extract myself. It is rather disturbing, this feeling of being trapped.
Not like I didn’t see the potential for this happening, but still….So here I sit mulling over options, carefully considering the best direction to turn and thus we’ll see if old Jack manages to overcome the obstacles or gets stuck in the corner for a while longer.
But I can guarantee one thing, I’ll never sing like Greg Pritchard.
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