I should be sleeping. I've been feeling sick for days. It is a sinus infection in the making. I'm not blowing blood yet, but it is coming. The headaches are coming more and more frequently.
I haven't exercised recently. I really need to get my butt back downstairs and on a treadmill, but I'm not feeling it. Lazy I suppose.
I haven't really spoken to Shawshank recently. We've texted a bit, but we've cut back on our communications a huge amount. Communications. Yeah. Well, either way, we haven't talked in a while. He's been busy with work and I have as well. I finished the huge tour last week. I have another visit coming this week, and another big one next week. Everybody wants to see me. I'm crazy popular.
I've got myself scheduled to be out here for 5 more weeks. I'm not saying I prefer to be out here, but I'm not sleeping well when I go home. It has a lot to do with my cats. They keep waking me up and wanting me to pet them. I feel awful that I keep leaving them, but I'm in a place betwixt and between. I just have to figure out what the heck I'm doing.
I wish I knew.
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