I don’t think I’ve ever had a chest cold before. I probably have but denied it. This time it’s for real and it’s not getting better. I’m all freaked out and I’m going to bed (to sleep). I’m not reading any books or any work stuff or watching tv or thinking. I’m just going to bed. It’s 6:45 pm and right after I wash the dishes, feed my dog, tidy up the house, call my sister and have a bath, I’m going to bed.


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I've been wanting to do this for a while. Now I can type instead of pen scratch in a journal. It's an experiment, but isn't life. I wish you joy and happiness. May life bless you and may you bless life. View all posts by writesome

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