Just realized I never turned the heat back up after lowering it mid-week to open a window. (No wonder it’s so chilly in here!)
Many days feel like an ongoing delicate negotiation between me and my body, and today is all that cranked up to 11.
Me (to me): So…. how’s it going?
Also Me: UGH
Me: Hungry? Thirsty? Tired? Sick? Angry? Sad? Cold? Hot? Headache?
Me Again: ARGH
Still Me: …okay. That’s cool, this is fine. Everything’s fine here.
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