#feelingprickly

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I jinxed myself with that ‘good day’ business earlier. I was pretty overwhelmed by the energetic and large pups, which made the (#fibromyalgia) pain shoot up. Then the internet wouldn’t work and I didn’t have any cell reception randomly, so I just sat there with my unpleasant physical and emotional feels, occasionally picking up after the bonkers pups. • I nearly started crying without anything to distract from the pain, but eventually remembered Google Docs lets you work offline, and so was able to chase the tears away with productivity...but then I lost my vape pen and new cartridge (#medicalmarijuana), not cheap. When I realized I basically paid five bucks to drive across town and get knocked around by (adorable) dogs all day, I started a cryin.’ • And with the homelessness, my near-constant bodily agony, and the feels that come with a rough time — I really fucking cry when I get going. I’m exhausted. But there’s less of a chance of crying at work the next couple days, so hey, there’s that. (That would not be a great way to make a capable impression.) And I’m excited to go to work tomorrow, yay there, plus I’ve got enough battery for two episodes of Big Love. It’s an okay day. • 📸: A selfie. #feelingprickly (at Torrance, California)