Yuck. The dread. 🙁
I am going to dinner with some people later. They are fine and nice people - some of who I would really like to see, but I am already tight in the chest.
Plans stress me out. People stress me out.
Unless you're my animal peeps, you just stress me out. It's not you - it's me. For realz.
I am going, though. Gonna try to make the best of it. Maybe I'll stuff a lizard down my shirt or something so I can feel normal. 😐
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