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Originally Posted by AfterMyNap
Okay, I almost never complain about what this miserable disease is doing and has done to me. Today, I whine.
I'm goin' nuts, I tell ya'! My mind is going full speed but like a train with no tracks... like an empty blender... like an elementary school with no adults present! There are tons of things I want to do and should do, none of it makes sense to me.
Okay, I feel better. Thank you, and do please carry on.
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WHAT ... an empty blender! Say it's not so
Ok, back to bed with you.