An irregular night that smeared itself all over today.
Did I sleep did I not? I did wake up puffy eyed and incredibly unhappy.
What am I today?
a nurse.
there isn't much to look forward to today, except that we're going for dinner to someone's house. Do I look forward to it? not exactly. sigh. ugh
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Someone told me my writings are kafkian, and that sort of made my day. Talk about painting nights black.
Did I sleep did I not? I did wake up puffy eyed and incredibly unhappy.
What am I today?
a nurse.
there isn't much to look forward to today, except that we're going for dinner to someone's house. Do I look forward to it? not exactly. sigh. ugh
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Someone told me my writings are kafkian, and that sort of made my day. Talk about painting nights black.
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