That’s Just Weird

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I was dreaming about Christmas last night.  But it centered around standing in lines.  I don’t know what I was trying to get.  I think there was a grocery store involved.  No matter what I did, I couldn’t get to the register.  There were people pushing in front of me.  When I was next, the thing would close up so I had to go join another line.  It was barrier after barrier.

It does make sense.  I feel like I’m in a perpetual state of limbo right now.  Will UH write off my medical bills?  Will I still have my job in Hong Kong?  When will my energy and stamina come back?  How much longer will I be on antibiotics?  Hell, will my life ever get back to normal?

 

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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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