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Song in my head: Mood: Current book: I'm not sleeping well. Nightmares still. Today I had the worst black circles under my eyes. Yet I made it. I felt so horrible yet it passed. I felt leaden, unworthy, incapable. Yet, it passed. Brian let me cry tonight with him (on his birthday, nonetheless) and I feel cleansed. Perhaps tonight will be the night I sleep. |
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