At one point yesterday, I just told God that He could take me now. I believe I made this request the second time I was sitting on the toilet, while throwing up in a bowl, covered in a cold sweat.
Now, 24 hours later, I’m as weak as a kitten, can barely keep toast down, and just can’t get rid of this headache. The worst part is that the thing I desire most, sleep, my body keeps refusing to give me.
As such, no real blog or review today. I lack the ability to focus, and just typing out this on my phone nearly broke me.
Here’s hoping that things return to normal tomorrow.
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