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My Diary

I was annoyed before breakfast and that usually means something

Dear Delyara, The spoon on the counter. The wrong mug. The slight noise from outside. The shirt not sitting right on my shoulders. When that happens early, I know the problem is rarely the thing itself. It usually means the system is already too loaded, or under-rested, or under-held, or just tired of being expected to function at full emotional capacity while secretly frayed. So I paid attention. Not enough to fix the whole day. Enough not to lie about its temperature. Sometimes the earliest mood is the truest warning. This morning was.

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