It is 9:59PM. I just ate a bowl of cereal. I'm wishing it was Christmas. I'm hoping for my papa to get better. I'm praying someone will magically bring me a toddy tomorrow. I want a massage please. I have kind of given up on some certain things. It feels good to cross stuff off your list.. Like buying that toothpaste you've been needing. What a sense of accomplishment. Life is great. I can breathe. Breathe deeper. Sigh.
breathing. sometimes that's good enough.
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