My week has been absolutely chaotic, adding up to the fact today is Sunday. Well, I didn't use to enjoy on Sunday for some petty reasons. It may sound absurd as Sunday is the best time to get a bit laid back. The thing is I hadn't even yet had the time to 'hate' or think about this Sunday. This Sunday went very blurry indeed after the entire week of accumulated unslept hours and f*****g st*p*d soccer competition this morning. So, I was very uncompromising to the work-to-be-done for an extravegant afternoon nap, I only noticed that I hadn't had afternoon sleep for quite some time after waking up and cleaning my teeth (brushing my teeth really rang the belt as I questioned myself why I was brushing my teeth at this time - afternoon.)
If you don't treat yourself nice, no one will as much as to the extent you do. Being busy is not to have to run your own bus-i-ness, because the adjective of "busy" does not equate to the noun of "business". As letigimate as that.
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