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Good morning, world. Today is Wednesday, and I want to go out. I had an ok sleep. Most nights, I pass out just after disconnecting from Shawshank. Sometimes, I might stay up a little and finish reading whatever piqued my interest while we chatted. However, that’s pretty rare. Most nights, both cats are in bed…

It’s Wednesday and no one gives a shit.

For some reason, today just feels like a Monday to me. I think it might be the routine switched up. Every other weekend, cleaning/shopping is usually a Sunday thing. I don’t know why I didn’t do it. I’ve been out of work long enough now, and days no longer have meaning. I’m hoping the agent…