Dear Diary,
I’m pale, hungry, and barely smiling. It’s just after noon and I’m going to eat something and lie down on my bed for awhile. I feel (and look) sick. Perhaps I will sleep and be refreshed. Often I wake up grumpy and lethargic after a nap. I feel so drained that I’m going to take the chance.
I keep thinking it’s “time for a cigarette”, then remembering I stopped as I’m walking towards the door to the backyard where my smokes are. Were.
This is really HARD!
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