Ragged chaos, ragged nerves, ragged and tattered and torn and back to tattered again. Sew the shreds together, bind the psyche back into something usable, it's going back into service in four days. FOUR DAYS, dammit.
I have nothing to say, nothing that will not be impatient, angry, selfish and uncharitable.
I have to be in such a bad mood for my last day of work tomorrow. Pity.
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