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Worn out
I'm just tired. Bone-tired. More than physically, really. Soul-tired. I've decided to give myself a break today and do some things I don't ordinarily allow myself.
I'm going to drive to work. I'm going to stop at Tillie's Bean and get a cold press coffee with chocolate syrup added. I'm going to go out to lunch, possibly to Wilde Roast, and get a hot grilled tuna fish sandwich.
It really says something about my ordinary life that this feels like unbelievably decadent luxury.
(You are welcome to leave a comment suggesting other [low-budget] ways that I can pamper myself.)
I'm going to drive to work. I'm going to stop at Tillie's Bean and get a cold press coffee with chocolate syrup added. I'm going to go out to lunch, possibly to Wilde Roast, and get a hot grilled tuna fish sandwich.
It really says something about my ordinary life that this feels like unbelievably decadent luxury.
(You are welcome to leave a comment suggesting other [low-budget] ways that I can pamper myself.)