Sunday, August 2

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I am still in my pajamas.
I am muddy from washing the sail.
Most of my body is covered in neosporin.
I have spent most of the day watching the office.
I am exhausted.
I have eaten Bagel Bites and that's about it.
I am anxious for no real reason other than instinct.
Something is wrong or is about to change. I can feel it.
My dad won't leave me alone meaning I can't say no I just don't want to live with you all summer Dad.

This is the tragicosity that is my life.

Isn't it grand?

All in all it's been an okay day.

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