How the heck do you do that when you spent 6hours between troubleshooting a washer that should have been done 5hours sooner, paired with dental pain so bad I couldn't even nap until midol kicked in.

It's at least not hurting now?

I'm at least only struggling to talk and not struggling to look at things without going cross-eye?

I at least don't feel /utterly/ slogged for getting only 2hours sleep at most?

Listen, my life just constantly feels like trash piled on more trash, usually when I finally try to get better. I don't

Best I can think of good-good rn is that I managed to chatter with a friend during that ordeal and open up. That's the best I got.

If there's more, I'll try to edit this for it. No promises because I'm not sure on if I'll keep it- memory-wise or just energy to edit this.

Yolo,
Dusty 🐇