And I didn't want to wake up.
To be completely honest, I wanted to spew. Phlegm plus unhappiness plus the scent of boiling cauliflower does not a good feeling make.
This is pretty much the worst Christmas ever.
Last Christmas was full of anticipation and hope and this one... well it's just not.
To top it all off, I woke up with the words of an obtuse Lennon / McCartney hit stuck in my head. Damn you 720 playlist and your propensity to play In My Life as a two and a half minute filler track.
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Sorry you're having such a shit time of it lately, Jess.
Loads of love. xxx
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