365 Days of Hypochondria

And other personal happenings.

Chalkboard Notes (Day 103)

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Hemingway’s six word short story.

For Sale: Baby shoes, never worn.

For Sale: Baby shoes, never worn.

And student graffiti.

No, I didn’t write this.

Hypochondria Thoughts: mild.

Cat scratches test my anxiety and my shift at work tonight will probably induce something. But whatever, I’m starting to care less about my episodes. They come and then they always go. The going part is something to look forward to.

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