Disastrous Spiraling Equals Big Crash

well, i felt like writing, for a whole second- then i realized my tummy is starting to hurt (kind of feels like hunger, but that's just silly-- i REALLY DID eat supper this evening)... oooohhh, maybe its FROM the supper my tummy hurts? oh shiv i hope not, i fed my family and the neighbor kid!

having a hard night. need to focus or go to bed because my mind is not in a healthy place right now. like i said, i felt like writing, but now, not so much. i also realize that the last sentence probably contained too many commas, but i am using them to emphasize my pause.

i'm going. have to go to the store, and it is... let's see... ELEVEN degrees out. 11. 10 more than 1. ee-lev-un. stupid cold. but the kids need milk for the morning, and lunch for the next day, and dessert for after dinner tomorrow night.

i will try this again later if i feel up to it.

good day.

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