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Got it bad

April 9, 2025
This Tuesday was a Monday. Not a bad day, not by a long shot. But not a great day either, in terms of smoothness. In terms of how I like my days to go. In terms of how they usually go. The day was irritating. I stress out at work. Blow my deadline. Get stuff done…
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