Honestly, I am crap. My neck hurts and my back hurts. I have all those symptoms back again of dizziness and headaches. The depression and anxiety are fucking up any positive thoughts I can muster, and I can't think why to get out of bed. I had my stupid recurring nightmare in which I have to go back to college, and I woke up startled and shaking. My everything hurts.
Steal Away A squirrel had its back to me this morning. I was visually deciphering its bushy tail from its rotund body, noticing the tones of brown in its fur and on the bark of the tree. It turned and ran. There was a stroke of red across its eyes, a bandit wearing a mask. I would like to run. I would like to steal away from this place.
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