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Home sick three days in a row. I have now missed class, a lunch date, work, another class, more work, the trainer and therapy and more work. I've watched a handful of exceptionally bad horror movies streaming from netflix, consumed an improbable amount of orange juice, and am reduced to googling my symptoms to reassure myself it's just a really bad cold, rather some sort of rapid-onset throat and inner ear gangrene.

Day ten is supposed to be a confession.

I guess I don't know if I have any confessions. There's no dark truth that I'd like to unburden myself of, no rock yet to overturn. Sure, I'm petty and covetous and judgmental just like everyone else, but I can't think of what I've got to hide. There are questions no one asks, but I'd answer them if they were.

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Home sick three days in a row. I have now missed class, a lunch date, work, another class, more work, the trainer and therapy and more work. I've watched a handful of exceptionally bad horror movies streaming from netflix, consumed an improbable amount of orange juice, and am reduced to googling my symptoms to reassure myself it's just a really bad cold, rather some sort of rapid-onset throat and inner ear gangrene.

Day ten is supposed to be a confession.

I guess I don't know if I have any confessions. There's no dark truth that I'd like to unburden myself of, no rock yet to overturn. Sure, I'm petty and covetous and judgmental just like everyone else, but I can't think of what I've got to hide. There are questions no one asks, but I'd answer them if they were.