(16): Sometimes There’s Just Too Much Pain to Do Anything
Betta Tryptophan

I am officially blaming the fires for all of everything bad. My Sweetie, she left work early, and will be having tomorrow off. She never really got over a cold, and now I think all the smoke is putting a dent in her. She had been miserable all day. I had to remind her that there was acres of poison ivy, albeit dry, going up in smoke. She is allergic to poison ivy. If it gets within feet of her, she breaks out.

So, remember, all that smoke is not helping anyone.

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