I continued to be a zombie today and Balboa apparently seemed quite fine with it.
I was rescued though, dragged out of my zombie-like-ways, and brought into the fresh air. And by rescue I mean rescued -- Skittle literally picked me up off the floor because I was so out of it. Something is definitely wrong in my apartment and it's eating at my energy levels, my ability to focus, and I haven't eaten much these days because I have no energy to even make food.
Thanks to Skittles, it was back to work for me today -- working on my business proposal.
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