Wednesday, March 20, 2019

under the sun of satan

Money is coming in more fluidly and faster. I think Karin might be sick, I'll take him to the vet soon. I really need to find the strength to be more expressive here. I'm not sure what I set out to do with this. Sure I wanted to make a journal and keep track of my mood fluctuating but I've just been in automatic. Life is better as a drone.

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