Week Thirty: Faceplant
Sometimes you just have one of those weeks. The kind that make you close your eyes, run your fingers through your hair, and let out the deepest of sighs. Where all you want to do is take a massive faceplant into your mattress and lie there for a minute. But eventually you pick yourself back up, shake it off, and get back to life. There are better days yet to come.
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