PMDD blues - 憂鬱症

I just want to lose consciousness

My whole body is cage, rigid, boxing me in.

Dragged my living corpse all the way to my 9 to 5

I want nothingness.

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I need a new hidey hole.

The old corner bakery has yellow lights and sunshine. The new location is too
cramped, busy with the sad white light.


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M started being too friendly. To an extrovert, manning a division all day alon
e with no colleague to talk to might sound lonely, but I’m at the period of t
he month where I wish everyone would leave me alone. I could barely fake my sm
iles in my encounter with him.



But work goes on.

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