Flattened.

I am so tired. I feel like I got run over by a truck. Given the physical fights I was in today… that makes sense. I had more than one extended fight–that is the equivalent to being attacked by someone on PCP who has a lack of normal pain sensors. It was glorious and really hard.

I am glad to be home with my babies.

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