Added some thoughts to the beginning.
I sat down to write about a limerick last week and I wasn`t sure what kind of story I could tell that would involve a limerick. The limerick I came up with wasn`t cheeky or funny like limericks are supposed to be. The limerick is just about making it through life. I was having a terrible time last week. Just certain things in my life were conflicting and nothing seemed to be going my way. My limerick is just about making it through those bad times in life, being tough, and that eventually something will give and life will, afte often after a catastrophe, go back to being manageable. I think a `landslide` is like when all doors close and you don`t see the window open on the otherside. It“s when you`ve hit rock bottom. It`s when you`re in the eye of the storm. But then after the storm…
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