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 It's thick and humid here, nightfall doesn't bring much of a respite  (and, thanks to work, I know all about why the narrowing gap is bad for human health).  i feel like I'm trying to breathe while carrying damp cottonballs around in my lungs.  I still haven't really, truly kicked the cold of two weeks ago, there's still a bit of rattling when I cough.

Being this warm, and this tight-chested makes me feel out of shape and fat.   Like skinny people, or people who go to the gym, don't feel like this, and as such, it's basically my fault I feel this way and I should just suck it up and deal with it.  But it still saps my energy, and I come home and play Starbound instead of doing more work, or putting away laundry or any of the things I intend to do.    

Mostly right now, I'm just trying to convince Frye she doesn't actually want to cuddle and staring vacantly at my screen.    Abundance is abroad for work, five hours ahead, and even though I still talk to him every day, I miss my nightly skype dates, i miss his voice and his face, and my days don't end the way they usually do, so I stay up too late with computer games and window shopping.