duck-shaped pain

The things in my head are not words. They are images, images of me taking time off to go swimming instead of going to work, images of me not stressing out and trying to relax, images of me not sitting at the computer, images of me sleeping and napping and sacking out and dozing. I need some rest.

So, to celebrate the one-year anniversairy of the paper journal (this here thing's birthday is next month), I'm going to take a break for about a week or so. There's plenty of archives for anyone who decides to mourn my temporary loss, but it's not like there's a whole lot more interesting things to read out there than me.

Anyway. See you all next week.

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