I have decided to spend the day cleaning. I cannot believe how much junk I have lying around this apartment. It makes me feel better when things are in order as much as a slob I am.
I always feel better when the sun is out. I can do anything it seems. But as soon as it gets dark I get depressed and want to drink and eat and cry. It such a crappy existence sometimes.
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