Sometimes I feel like this toy penguin my Mom got Peanut...it is an inflatable thing (lord knows I am a little overly inflated myself) that when you punch it, slap it, kick it, knock it down, it makes a goofy laugh and plays silly carnival like music...but keeps bouncing back...back on its feet. Some days I feel like that stupid penguin, getting knocked over, smiling like a half-wit, and just coming back up for more. Survival tactic or just plain stupidity...some days I am proud of my versatility and ability to endure. Other days I feel like a silly toy.
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