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I set out to post something... anything daily. It sounded like a good idea. Sounded realistic.
What I didn't count on was actually having to live through the plague I felt coming on back on the 19th. It started off small, then started to drag other parts of my life with it. Sleep. Insomnia. Sleepy insomnia. A stomach with a mind of it's own. A migrane that would taunt me by acting as if it was going to leave me and then come back with friends.
Ever feel as if your body was staging a rebellion? Ever feel as if it's winning?
Well, that is why I was missing.
