Status quo

It’s 1:15 p.m. and I haven’t even bothered to put on makeup. My eyes are so sore, I just want to throw them in a bucket of ice water and go about my day. Lord knows I type so much that I have worn most of the letters off of my keyboard.

I’m good, mentally, just exahusted in every aspect. And I think I’m catching a cold. And my butt itches. Damn it. Lights are off today, and ain’t nobody home!

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