 R.I.P Saddleback
My wife woke me this morning and asked where the saddleback had gone, I frantically checked the filter, under rocks , up an elusively long tunnel in one of the bigger rocks nothing. Im guessing the dottyback had finally gotten hungry enough to eat (which the saddleback was about the same size) or it jumped out somehow and my cat ate it. Either way I hope to find out some how. My first loss 
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What came first, the music or the misery? People worry about kids playing with guns, or watching violent videos, that some sort of culture of violence will take them over. Nobody worries about kids listening to thousands, literally thousands of songs about heartbreak, rejection, pain, misery and loss. Did I listen to pop music because I was miserable? Or was I miserable because I listened to pop music?
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