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Just a little dash of anxiety. Nothing major.
The usual. Nothing fancy like a panic attack or suicidal thoughts. Just going to pieces a little bit, knowing I have to be at daycare with Pea tomorrow. I'm still sooooo sick. And Pea is demanding and even though I feel I'm going stir crazy from being sick, the thought of going out is also scary. Conflicted me is conflicted.
Oh and I think I'm going to kill my muse. She had me all riled up with that ending she dangled right in front of my nose, but then apparently she decided that she had better things to do than hang around with me, and so she took off. Bitch.
Oh and I think I'm going to kill my muse. She had me all riled up with that ending she dangled right in front of my nose, but then apparently she decided that she had better things to do than hang around with me, and so she took off. Bitch.