So, obviously, I must do it myself.
No one wants to know that I threw up yesterday by the side of the road.
I couldn't tell anyone how much blood they drained out of my body this morning at the lab.
The horses aren't in the least impressed by the yellows and greens surrounding my last finally healing scrape on my forearm, even though they caused it.
I have a headache, and my eyes hurt.
I wrote another blog about nothing but the horrible dreams I have been having lately.
I am not getting anything useful and/or positive completed and have not for the past four days.
Okay, I think that was 15 minutes.
Move on, my dear.
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