This day is a lonely type. The weather for this day is cloudy, and this afternoon it rained. This day is like yesterday the only difference is that it is raining this day. I went home early today. I do not know why. But I my feet just walk and bring me home. Our printer is totally outrageous. It is busted. The paper jam is not working and then the cartridge is not working. My finger is full of mess. And my brain is thinking of how to fix it.
I’m not in the mood to do something. I’m tired of it… I’m tired of thinking, tired of for everything.
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