Thursday, 5 February 2015

Today

I've already bought some fruit for a change, and need to go and get some electricity when I've finished writing. On the way home I'll have a coffee with friends and then take myself to bed. I hate being ill. When I am ill I just get on with things, and everything seems such hard work. I sometimes wonder what it would be like to have things done for me when I feel like this.

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