Sigh…

I went, I did, and I left. I walked home, was parched, guzzled two sodas and crashed. I got up four hours later and saw the therapist. How was my day? I survived.
I would have thought I would have written more, since it is my first volunteer day. No. No, I am not in the mood. Do I like it? Well, I do not hate it. Might I come to like it once I get settled? Here is hoping. So I will be going back? Sadly, yes. That does not sound too hopeful. Of course not.
I hope it gets better.

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