It was obvious that I had become obsessed with my new book collection. Over the course of a day and 1/2, I think I got up to go to the bathroom twice, ate next to nothing (which is unheard of) and...as the bags under my eyes professed...got much less than half a wink of shut eye. As far as my self imposed research was concerned, I probably bit off a lot more than I should have chewed that weekend.
To "send" or not to "send". That is the question...
I sat motionless, staring blurry-eyed through the computer screen as if it were a psychedelic Magic Eye painting...but the only image I was seeing was the one of my life rushing by.
My back ached from the usual hunched-over-the-keyboard-posture.
The weight of my head was supported by a wobbling left arm...my hand squishing my left cheek up in to my eyeball.
Right hand on the mouse, the index finger hovered...I was one quick click away from spewing the announcement of my disease out into the universe.
My back ached from the usual hunched-over-the-keyboard-posture.
The weight of my head was supported by a wobbling left arm...my hand squishing my left cheek up in to my eyeball.
Right hand on the mouse, the index finger hovered...I was one quick click away from spewing the announcement of my disease out into the universe.
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