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Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.

It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.

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Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.






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Wednesday, 9 June 2021

Pain, this is what pain feels like. Find me someone maternal..... I probably misquote

Haven't been sleeping well thanks to my brain deciding that dream noise is actual noise it needs to wake me for.

Today I have hot muscle pain, exactly as my GP had warned with the faux-Graves' disease.  Like muscle cramps that can't be stretched out and trying just causes regular muscle cramps to join in on top.


I should catch up but today is not the day for trying to put experiences into words.  English fails and I am trying to write Pathfinder material for the game tonight.

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