I wish to express my strenuous distaste for this week starting off with the curtain rod falling onto my head as I stepped into the shower with such force that
spatch heard the noise of stainless steel onto skull from the bedroom. It hurt appallingly. It still doesn't feel so hot. I called after-hours care and was duly presented with a checklist of symptoms of concussion and brain bleed to watch out for, an activity not exactly compatible with attempting to plunge myself into unconsciousness for the few short hours before I need to be functional for already scheduled calls and appointments. I would like to know who I need to sacrifice to get a break. I always liked haruspicy. I know it's your own liver that counts.
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- 1: Never tasted anything like you before
- 2: There's no kind of atmosphere
- 3: Anything you crave, a certain curse
- 4: None of us are traitors till we are
- 5: Swimming through these long-forgotten lands
- 6: Sifting through centuries for moments of your own
- 7: The bones of houses show in the summertime
- 8: Barely even human body parts will give yourself away
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