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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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Monday, 9 August 2021

My brain hates me

 I woke to snow - not good snow just enough to make the hilltops white and everything cold.

And with a migraine on the left.  Why can't they just stay on the right front where I have learned to ignore them?  Today was very left focused and sometimes even at the back.  It was not a good day.

It was bad enough for a while that my vision was getting distorted and as I lay in bed reading Alexis Hall's Boyfriend Material while my kindle would go all weird and curvy in my vision.

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