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Trying to get reacquainted with myself lately. I tried to write another short story and it actually turned out (well the parts that I wrote) not too bad. I used to write lots in high school, before life happened.

I could drop acid, grab a notebook and pour out my innermost thoughts and feelings. Now I am not sur eof what I need to censor and what else I shoudl refrain from dropping on the page.

I nned more quality sleep. I get woken up every night (well, morning) at about 5 am by our son. It's tough b/c my husband drives heavy equipment and needs his 8 hours. I only sit in a fucking cube. I do drive our children to and from the sitters, which on such little sleep could be risky.

Anyway, soory for being such a sorry ass. I guess I am just in low self esteem mode today.