Where's Trixi?
What a horrible evening. I am shaking. Hang on. I'm going to make myself some tea. Brb.
Back. Deep breath. Okay maybe I can type without making mistakes now.
Jeez I am sorry but I can't do it. Maybe tomorrow. Or maybe never.
Writing, acting, knitting, raising a family and learning to live with intracranial hypertension, aka pseudotumor cerebri
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