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[sadie_cocopuff]

i am not where i am supposed to be right now, on several levels. i am at home even though midd starts tomorrow. my body isn't working properly even though i am young and live a healthy lifestyle. and while i am usually an emotionally well-balanced individual, i can't seem to get through the day without weeping.

You know, trudging? [pause] To trudge: the slow, weary, depressing yet determined walk of a man who has nothing left in life except the impulse to simply soldier on.

yeah, that's me.

mehhhhhhhh.

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[octopodes.livejournal.com]

so, why are you at home?

[sadie_cocopuff]

medical tests and crap. more tomorrow. i may or may not get to keep my gallbladder.

[octopodes.livejournal.com]

good luck. if they take it away, you should keep it in a jar.

[nadia-skye.livejournal.com]

you are home, but you'll be here soon and it won't take long for it to feel like you've missed nothing. your body will get its act together. weeping happens, and it passes. and then it happens again. meh. the sky here is weeping...weeping all over the raincoat i borrowed from emmons and making my hair frizz. i wish i had an umbrella. and i'm scared shitless about classes tomorrow. and i wish you were here. but you will be, soon enough, and sun will shine again on our soon to be lovely room (i hope!) and if my classes kill me, well, i'll become a hermit who makes scrabble-piece jewelry and takes in cats. and you'll have an extra large room, unless i decide to allow my hermited self to hermit here.
you aren't trudging, you're merely pacing slowly! :)