10:29am. Home.
Um. On second thought, for now, just...good morning. I opened my iPad to type this hey everybody let's get out and make it a great day type message, but I don't feel like doing that right now. I do feel like having a great day though. But right now, I'm tired. Like drained. Mentally and physically. I felt so low for much of yesterday, I'm just wiped out now. That's common. I welcome this feeling. Because it's not yesterday. Tired is ok. I have a few hours before I leave for work so I actually can get some rest. Ahhh rest. Have a great day. All of you. And me.
Black ass poems. Black ass stories. Black ass art. Black ass life. Black ass love. Black ass hate. Black ass parenting. Black ass depression. Black ass mania. And other stuff too.
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