Sunday 20 February 2011
I've had writers block for the past week. All I have wanted to do is fall asleep. Constant exhaustion, its infiltrated everything. Finally, freedom for a whole week. I can cook, if I want to. I can listen to my MP3 at top volume, and no one will care. It's as if the Sun, my personal Sun has appeared suddenly. I'm Free.
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