More than 6000 words today...
then She cuts me off! I was right in the middle of something! At least She let me finish the scene. But that's it. It's all about Her. *She* has other things *She* must do. Did it matter that maybe *I* had something to do this month? Nooo. *She* needs me to dictate *now.* Now *She* needs me to shut up. And you know She'll expect me to begin spouting words again at Her command.
I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
I'm tired. I'm going to bed.
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