Work was actually nice today. I mean as nice as work can be. I thank the sun. As long as it is sunny out, my life is o.k.
But, my lungs are giving up on me and I'm having trouble with my asthma. Ick why did I decide to be born a month early?!
I should be writing more but I love nothing more than procrastination so I will paint my nails instead!
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