My friends give me what they have to spare.

Because I’ve been whining about my wrists one friend offered wrist guards and someone else has an extra ergo keyboard. It seems as though people want me to keep writing. I choose to be flattered.

Someone else told me I should start my own religion. I’m not sure how seriously to take that.

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