Can't

I will mostly stick to posting pictures for the time being. I do not currently know how to write a sentence, even one about Barnaby Joyce, that isn't going to wind up including the phrase, at one end or the other, if not in the middle, 'I feel so bad' or some variant thereof. (See what I mean?) And I don't want to write that and nobody wants to read it. The problem derives from thinking, an activity I have decided ought to be avoided at all costs. Pictures are altogether a better idea under the circumstances. 

Help me coffee & bagels you're my only hope.

Someone left this inside the Shrine on Anzac Day. I don't know what to do with it. I don't want it