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6 Pieces of Salt Water Taffy Eaten
I wrote something sad today for Fiction February over on my alt blog. The Brain Gremlins are loud bastards. And my anxiety is kicked up.
I’m not in active danger or anything. Just morose and in pain.
I’m munching some caramel popcorn that I picked up as a little treat for myself. It’s terrible for me, but it’s not like I’m eating the whole bag in one sitting. I’d totally do it, but better choices can be made.
My pain levels have been pretty fucking high lately, what with me skipping days on my pregabalin to make it last longer, I’m not all that shocked. Inconvenienced, pained, and distressed, but otherwise fine.
I’m going to go munch some pizza rolls for dinner since our plan for Japanese-style beef curry fell through due to timing.
Take your meds, folks.
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