Like most reasonable people, I don't like mornings. Lately though, mornings have become increasingly near impossible. I thought I was just getting older and lazier faster than expected, but apparently that's not the case. I've got something going on which would explain a lot of things that I sort of just wrote off and convinced myself I was imagining.
I'm telling you this because it's likely I won't be able to make it on the rest of the dates this month. Right now it's difficult to do the regular-life things I have to do. I haven't been myself and it's awful.
I'm telling you this because it's likely I won't be able to make it on the rest of the dates this month. Right now it's difficult to do the regular-life things I have to do. I haven't been myself and it's awful.
All that to say:
ALSO: I still need to tell you about Date Four, which was really fun and nice and much better reading than what you've just made it through.
- the bad news: something is going on with me and I don't know what it is, so now I'm just worrying.
- the good news: there's probably a reason why I threw up on that date.
ALSO: I still need to tell you about Date Four, which was really fun and nice and much better reading than what you've just made it through.
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