27,758 Words Written for NaNoWriMo
13,294 Days Alive
4 Days Till Chicago!
Too tired to give a damn about anything. And hurting. Couldn’t even stomach dinner.
I’m going to bed.
Take your meds, folks.
Of Wreathes and Wings
Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
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