Now that the book is finished…
I have been sleeping, instead of passing out on the floor behind the sofa.
I have been eating well, instead of living on a diet of caffeine and chocolate.
I remember to wash you morning and night.
I shower regularly.
I think my hormones aren’t all whacky and crapped out from stress. At least, I haven’t blown up for very trivial reasons for at least a couple of days.
So, stop it! STOP IT! You aren’t fifteen! Stooooop iiiiiiitttttt! STOOOOOPPPPP ITTTTTTT!!!!!! I swear I’ll slap you if you don’t settle down by tomorrow!
I probably need to drink more water.