Another day, another new opinion on the state of my face and what’s going on. Now, I’m pretty sure I have some allergies. That’s it. Resolved. Or something, I don’t know.
Like so many things, I feel a bit better once I stopped worrying about it. I’m drinking some water now in case that will help. It can’t hurt anything.
The past few days I’ve been able to write my bit at work, but now, the day is mostly spent and I am sitting here without a plan or a topic and only sincerely mild interest, knowing I have to write you five hundred words.
I may run away and spend these words in a letter to Mr. Let’s Not Fuck This Up with Cutesy Nicknames Yet since I forgot that is an option.
I have options.