I'm at work and if one more thing happens I'm going to have a nervous breakdown. I only have three more hours to the end of this work day. And then I get to go home and take a long shower and wash away this entire week. Of advocating for my sister. Of trying to mend bridges with one of the loves of my life. Of just being frustrated with the state of things in Singapore and my inability to change them. This day will end. This week will end.
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