Two hours to get two feet on the floor. Another hour before I even start to think about eating. Trying to decide how I can get out of the commitments I’ve made today.
The hardest moments to write about are the ones you’re currently in. There is no lesson to present here. No silver lining. Some days just beg to be spent under piles of blankets, still shivering.
Ruby Pipes 
Ugh. I know that feeling. I recommend tea and Terry Pratchett.
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Those are fantastic recommendations, Bill. ❤
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Beautiful. I hate this feeling but you make me feel less alone. Thanks for that.
Growing Positive
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Thank you, too, Francis.
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I’m convinced everyone has felt this at some point. Probably more so when you live in an area in which the color of the sky matches the pavement.
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“…the color of the sky matches the pavement.” I love that. And so, so true.
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