September 15th-18th, 2025 - The Storm before the Storm

// Monday September 15th // I worked a 13 hour shift. // Tuesday the 16th // This might truly be the week from hell. My saving grace is that Annjelette is still here. It wasn’t enough that work had to be demanding but I’m getting sick now too. Just as my mind and spirit healed the body fell ill. Bruh. I feel like death, as if though I, a cadaver, have been stapled and sewn together a thousand times over. Like strings connect to my very limbs and the inner me puppeteers the body. I’m wearing 4 layers and I do not get hot. I drink water and feel the need to throw up, fatigue tangles its breath with mine and everything is twice as hard.

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Do you ever forget to take in your surroundings? I was driving down Winston Churchill and where it should’ve been green it was yellow. The leaves are beginning to turn. I’m so caught up in what’s happening in my life, so focused on me that I forgot the world keeps spinning. We’ll be in autumn soon, the end of summer should’ve showed itself to me when my siblings went back to school, but I guess it didn’t really hit yet. I’m losing myself, the leaves are trading their regular green shades for more autumnal tones, I’m not sure when it started. I’ve only just noticed but presumably it’s been happening for some time now. The same thing happened in spring. Where I thought the season was only the brightest of green it was instead filled with colour. Pinks for as far as I could see continued to pop up everywhere; VIbrant reds sprinkled in. It was astonishing, 26 years on this earth (25 at the time) and I had no idea this country had so much pink in its spring.

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 Bro I be running errands for all the women in the kitchen. Don’t take this for a complaint, it’s just an observation. I grabbed Liz her lavender from Erin mills, then when I got home Annjelette asked me to order something off Amazon; now Tita Gina’s asking me for a favour. An undisclosed favour, hmmmmmmm. The favour was picking up yogurt, I could not. I’ve requested my mother to do it for me, she has. I am saved.

// Wednesday The 17th //

Work wasn’t as bad today, we actually finished at a half decent time. My sickness was rough though, my strength came and went. I tried to do something in the morning but it didn’t work, then after work I tried again much to a similar result. I had to pull something from the archives just to get anywhere with it. Not a great feeling.

By the time I finished I had used most of my time off. It was around 8 and I finally decided what to do, I started Pixelmon. What fun! I kinda have no idea what I’m doing and it’d be better with friends but it’s still pretty cool.

// Thursday the 18th //

Despite my less than bright idea to stay up late last night I woke up with energy, whatever strength has been lacking all returned at once. I felt good, it was easy to get up. I was out the door before 630, I grabbed Tim’s for my team and went to work.

The day was an easier one, even with the heavy work load it was manageable. I wasn’t carrying everything on my own. I got to rant with Mark. Things were good. I was support, not the main. I just made sure everything he couldn’t do was covered and set to the line, then ran service. After work we talked about we haven’t been a 4 person team in a long time. Cathartic.

I hate wasting my evenings. That’s been the through line this whole week unfortunately. In place of doing any of the many things I need to get done I instead opt to do nothing. I played pixelmon for a spell before switching to Gen V S2 before bed.