Bad Day

Yesterday was bad. I wrote for my Cain story and my body and mind rejected it so much that it stressed me out. It was so bad that I went with a headache and the stress only built from there. Why can't I be like I am right now? I feel fine but I just want to relax. I almost left work because of the stress and had to do my job feeling like I could yell at someone at any moment. Not a good day.

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