I am exhausted. Be it from camping or prescriptions, who knows. A  combination, I am sure. I saw mountains and lakes and trees, all beautiful. I am doing my best to live one day at a time. It is important, especially when you are ill. I am ill,I am an ill woman, it feels so. 

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  1. I just got back from camping, too, and I have to say – it’s really exhausting! I slept for 16 hours straight.

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