I am at work today and my stomach hurts - I feel like lying down. There is no one around and my door is locked so I contemplate it for a minute, knowing I would feel better if I did. I imagine crawling onto my meeting table in the center of my office, and that unbeknownst to me the table has some rare inherent flaw and it cracks under my weight. I see myself crash to the floor and I break my neck. Unable to move I lay broken on the floor, waiting for someone to find me.
Do you see what I do to myself? All of this in a one second flash. No wonder I am so stuck right now.
It’s the broken neck.
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as far as i can tell, "stuck" is going around. wiggle your big toe. anything's something!
you definitely write about your day better than me. i really do hate writing about my day.
ah. that's nothing. you should see how I torture myself. you'd put me out of my misery, i'm sure.
Stuck IS going around!
Chapfu, I like when you write about your day.
Amp, I believe you do torture yourself by far more than you deserve.
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