Still Breathing

It was a cold day to be outside watching football. Heartbreaking loss by the home team.

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Came home for the weekend without much in the way of work. Which means the Master Chief and I can have our meetings guilt-free.

Hell, who am I justifying myself to? If I want to play a bleedin' video game, then that's what I'll do. Why should I have not ever figured out that sometimes it's okay just to enjoy oneself?

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Friday was a good day--really the only 'good' day of the week. Even if I was a bit fatigued. I knew I was tired because I was extra-scatterbrained during class.

Still can't concentrate on my work, though. And I'm noticing that the tremors are worse. The other side-effects are much milder now that I'm off coffee. Blast. I've not done too badly in terms of missing the coffee itself--but I did so enjoy it. This drug regimen isn't forever.

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Still thinking a lot about the past--high school, college, the choices that landed me where I am.

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Meh. Not much to say late this Saturday night.

(The above is not a depressing picture.)