I don't really have anything to write about today. There is this general sense of anxiety. I can't relate it to anything. It's making it really hard to focus on anything. I want it to go away, but there isn't any sign of that happening any time soon. It's only Saturday. I still have an entire day to go until T on Monday. I wish it was now.
I had a bit of a meltdown earlier today. I had found the perfect gift for the SO for Christmas. He went to visit a friend today, and she gave him a new cell phone. So much for that. Now I really don't know what I am going to get him. I have to figure out something.
I have so much to do. I have a paper to write. I have to fix his hat (because he ripped the tag out and it ripped the hat, big dummy). I have another paper (or two) to find and then do an edit/rewrite. I have to take a trip to walmart to get kitty litter. What I really want to do is go to sleep and not wake up for a really long time, if not forever.
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