<Inhale.>
I find my energy stores to be quickly evaporating. Which is quite distressing. I am at a bit of an impasse as to wether or not I should rest it off or try to vigorously work it from my system. I'm determined to ride it out, one way or another.
I have to ride it out.
I don't have options here.
I have to ride it out.
I don't have options here.
There is no other choice.
<Exhale.>
I feel...kind of like Timmy probably did when he had fallen down the well.
Only, my parents never let me have a dog, growing up.
Sorry, Lassie, but you're out of context here.
Oy.
<Inhale.>
Tomorrow I am going to sleep in.
Wake up.
Get ready for the day.
Go to work.
Come home.
Make food.
And deal with it like a big girl.
<Exhale.>
It is going to be a good day.
I am going to be happy with it.
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