Life before taxes . . . or some such . . .
Today, my hero will be doing my taxes; I
must confess, I'm a nervous wreck. Every
year 'tis the same. nervous wreck BEFORE
and a sigh of relief AFTER. I'm not quite
certain how this is. Perhaps, we grow up
with all the tax jokes, fears and sorrows
thereof. For certain, I'll feel like celebrating
when it's all over. Up for some Mexican food,
Marc?
angst and suspicions
why is it so difficult
fear of the unknown
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