Nightmares

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Bloody nightmares.  I wake up in a panic.  I have a hard time figuring out where I am.  The cats have been sticking closer to me in bed (either that or their cold since I keep my apartment on the chilly side).  None of my old tricks are working.  I’m heading to bed.  I’m going to get up early and do the P90 cardio.  That way if it totally kicks my butt (yes, I’ll listen to my body) I can go back to bed for an hour or so.

And please tell the cats to sit quietly.  This is not time for hide and seek.

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About katm

I'm just your typical depressed donkey. I'm an abuse survivor. I deal with the pain and stiffness and other fun stuff that goes with fibromyalgia. I used to teach English for a living but because of my health, that isn't any option anymore. I love to cook and feel most in my element when I'm in the kitchen tinkering around.

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