My back hurts and I'd rather be sleeping. The work shift I did yesterday ran into this morning, and this morning's shift was as early as legally possible. Whichever I slept like shit.
I had an extra strength ibuprofen for breakfast, washed down with some spiced apple tea. Where I'm working today is cold, and it feel like my lungs are freezing my body threatens to shut down. Since the weather has been dropping, my stupid ass keeps forgetting to grab a fucken jacket.
After my shift is over, I still have to be an adult and get groceries, before I can even think about sleeping.
I'm just watching that clock, praying for it to speed up.
Wish me luck.
It's painful.
But I only have three more hours left, when I'd had eight when I got here today.
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365 pt 2
Non-FictionHere's a continuation of 365, the story where I do my best to write SOMETHING every day. Wattpad has a chapter limit of 200, and that was reached on July 19th. So, the rest of the year will be written in this, I guess. The first 200 days of the year...
