Breakfast. Yogurt, runny strawberry preserves and a slightly stale millet muffin, crumbled. It was the most satisfying part of my day. I spent the remainder of my waking hours trying to organize myself and shake an inexplicable feeling of anxiety.
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Roze
I know that feeling…sorry you’ve been having days like that, too.
I know that feeling…sorry you’ve been having days like that, too.