It’s been a hassle to keep myself clean down there these past 3 days. A bout of constipation and witchcraft involving little ones combined to turn me a little bit smelly. In the shoebox, it’s harder to wash in private thus I suffer. Knowing that stress is near at hand if I let it in, I am getting more rest instead. In an hour, I will do my workout. Take my meds and maybe just surf YouTube. The news is getting pretty ominous lately. Something big happens this month, most believe.
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