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I witnessed a moderately bad accident happen right in front of me as I was leaving work this afternoon which left me shakey and nauseous, and hell if I can't stop playing it out in my head. Added on to a series of going-ons with friends and life and change - not necessarily anything bad, but it's enough to flick on my Serious Amounts of Introspection switch - and I've just been feeling so crappy this evening.

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But, I have, um, This Thingy that's, at this point 12 pages and 6500 words and it seriously will not end but it's filling me with glee and etc. And I really just want it out before my Series of Midterm Papers of Doom start piling up, so come on brain! I know you can do it.

Thank God I have tomorrow off. I want to be lazy for officially forever.