I woke up this morning absolutely full of anxiety. I must have had a weird dream, because I was convinced that there was something work-related that I was forgetting. I'm blaming being sick last week plus the Olympics - in my last job, Olympics coverage was a big part of my job, so I think the fact that there's nothing I need to do related to it this year makes me feel like I'm missing something.
A day of dealing with a stomach virus didn't help either. Luckily, I have some vacation time, but I really didn't get a lot done at work this week. I should work today, but I think I just can't.
Yeah, I have nothing really to say.
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