Throughout the last couple of weeks, I've been righteous, a pillar of Protestant* work ethic, my Pagan soul screaming. I've had so much work to do at work and for class, and when I wasn't working, I was serving my Two Harsh Masters, The Food Pyramid and exercise.
Today I still have tons of reading for class (which is tomorrow), a shiatsu client, and hospice visits. And I DON'T WANNA.
*I'm not Protestant
The Russians are STILL Coming
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