Weekend of copious amounts of tea drinkage,(in summery night dresses) while popping painkillers to soothe my sore throat. I saw this Anais Nin quote,which is perfect at 6.11am on Monday morning and sums up the way I have been feeling lately.

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud,was more painful than the risk it took to blossom

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