Limits . . .

I've been working all morning, hours writing paragraphs around
lessons so circuitous that I'm nauseous. It's like being on a roller coaster ride . . . I literally feel like I'm going to hurl . . . I'm laughing because that's great, it means I'm doing my job right and pushing myself to limits.  It's just a wee uncomfortable . . .
nausea . . . I have to take a break, really I do.


 

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