My body is finally starting to heal. That raw blister from the screw gun is no longer a gooey mess (sorry for the visual). My bruises are gaining color, but this is just a sign of it's inevitable return to pasty white. I'm not sore; that's great. It's cool that my body will take control and repair what has been broken/damaged.
I like the way my toes look after I remove nail polish. Really, nothing can beat clean, plain toes.
My stomach is hungry to the point of pain but I have no desire to eat.
I'm going to the library. I'm going to return the books I borrowed for my papers and pick up a book just for the love of it. Not because I need to do so, but because my eyes refuse to take in educational words and will only respond to recreational reading.
Mother's Day. I love my mom. What should I get for her....?
I love hitting the spellcheck button and have "No misspellings found" pop up.
Carmen.
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