Hi-ho and hello.
I should be writing…
I should be editing, planning, creating a line to the outline of my life…
But I don’t, I fight the pains that take my chest and knock me down again and again. Wrestling with a prominent skewering discomfort, this struggle to breathe.
I’m sick with an incessant and uncontrollable hiccup situation that has me feeling like I have a xenomorph about to pop out of my chest.
C’est La Vie
Good night and good morning, good morning and good night. Thank you so much for your support, and continued coming back in again to see how life is and what’s going on in my neck of the woods. Till tomorrow.
NOSCE TE IPSUM
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