I am all sorts of stressing out.
I need a vacation. I also need money to go on that vacation.
I feel like I'm 3 seconds away from a nervous breakdown.
What started this?
I got mail at work. Trust me, if it's from someone I want to hear from, they know how to find me.
AND it's at the wrong office, so I get to wait until it gets here to figure out what sort of fucked up trouble I'm in now.
Fuck.
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I'm planning on heading your way (ish) in the next several months. If I could I would at least take you out to eat or something. Life sucks a little less when you have some decent food in you and maybe a few shots of some choice beverage.
I am so there.
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Hey Clare, I really hope you pull through.
I don't know what sort of books you like to read, but this one has totally helped me get through the shitpiles:
The Magic Of Thinking Big
by David J. Schwartz
Maybe it'll help you somewhat, or maybe it'll be an utter waste of time for you to read, I don't know. I just hope it helps.
Keep your chin up!
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