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the time has come to ramble. i am wreck, a hot mess and scared. and writing seems to help put me back in line or at least put me in order. there is so much to do and I don't want to do things. i want to sit and write or sleep. i want the doctors appointment to be an easy one. i want whatever they need to do to be quick, easy and safe. i don't want to deal with any of it. i don't want to work.

but i will. with a smile or gritted teeth, i will.