That moment when you have nothing to say but “….oy.”

After scheduling out my time, I have figured out that the only way I’ll accomplish everything I need to by Friday is if I get a maximum of 2-3 hours of sleep per night and do not take any breaks (unless I’ve grossly overestimated how long things will take me, which is unlikely).

This is a wonderful thing to discover while in the midst of one of my worst pain episodes.

Gallons of Full Throttle and a dozen lifetimes’ worth of God’s grace will be the only way I’ll survive.

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That moment when you have nothing to say but “….oy.”

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