No smoking – no thinking – no sense

Its been a hard day. Hard – testing – gruelling. Been thinking back to them dark days – nostalgia –  a bit of a dark dog biting at my heels. I will never interview well. Ever.

Its my lot to bear.

I’m still quite intigued – its almost hysterical – my complete loss of reality and logic at the most crucial time.

*cringe*

Oh my dear…at least you didn’t take that drag.

 

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