I feel so tired. Just sleepy and dull and lazy and I just want to crawl into bed and pull up the covers. I don’t allow myself that though Guilt would not allow me to enjoy it properly So I believe I have overtaxed myself in the goals department I published that list of writing …
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"The truth is that if you announce on social media that you might have a real problem something beautiful and exciting happens where people show their support." [...]
"In the beginning we did not call it Christmas." [...]