One of those days where you wish you had just slept right through it.
My cat died.
My arms killed.
I had to admit to breaking someones trust. They weren’t mad, but still. Stress.
I got my head bit off.
And now- I’m going to bed. Hopefully not to lie awake twitching and agonizing in pain until well after 3am, like the last six or so days in a row. Frack.
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