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So my terrible shit amount of things to do has suddenly become very ok.
Mom: "How are you?"
Me: "Terrible." *rambles on about how screwed I am*
Mom: "You'll be fine, just do this then, do this at this time and you'll be just fine." *pats hand* "Don't worry."
Me (now): *happy hum of contentedness*
But I do have work to do and I will be doing it. I've had the most painful hunger cramps the past few hours, I should do something about this but I feel like if I eat, it will get worse. So slow eating, gentle eating.
Soup!
Work time, though. A hug would be nice, all the same. And a lot of rain. Warm, summer rain. I would very much like that, now.
Smoked nine 'til seven,
All the shit that they could find,
But they couldn't escape from you,
Couldn't be free of you,
And now they know there's no way out,
And they're really sorry now for what they've done,
They were three Wise Men just trying to have some fun...
Mom: "How are you?"
Me: "Terrible." *rambles on about how screwed I am*
Mom: "You'll be fine, just do this then, do this at this time and you'll be just fine." *pats hand* "Don't worry."
Me (now): *happy hum of contentedness*
But I do have work to do and I will be doing it. I've had the most painful hunger cramps the past few hours, I should do something about this but I feel like if I eat, it will get worse. So slow eating, gentle eating.
Soup!
Work time, though. A hug would be nice, all the same. And a lot of rain. Warm, summer rain. I would very much like that, now.
Smoked nine 'til seven,
All the shit that they could find,
But they couldn't escape from you,
Couldn't be free of you,
And now they know there's no way out,
And they're really sorry now for what they've done,
They were three Wise Men just trying to have some fun...