I called out from work today because i simply couldn’t handle it this morning. I was already in my scrubs, getting an iced tea from the Starbucks barista, and about to head back to my car when i just felt like collapsing. I couldn’t bring myself to drive to work. So i texted my boss, went home, and cleaned my condo. I drew some art and worked on the logo I’m designing for my friend’s band. Then my friend invited me over to his place. We hung out, watched something funny, laughed, had sex.. and then we hugged and I went home. Now I’m eating dinner and trying to figure my thoughts out. It wasn’t planned or anything, but i think it was what I needed.

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