I can’t find my pretzels.

I’m laying in the middle of the floor next to a fan going at full blast, and there is a ringing coming from my laptop. The ringing is an alarm I set so I wouldn’t forget to post today and is the only reason why I’m here right now.

I’m at that weird point in my life where I don’t know if I’m coming down with a illness, or just bummed out… Things seem blah, and I’ve got a crazy headache. Also, I can’t find my pretzels.

I’m going to bed early. Tell my wife and children I love them.

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One response to “I can’t find my pretzels.

  1. it will pass, don’t forget you are much wiser than your actual years. the side effect is blah and missing pretzels.

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