Just woke up. Bedhead hair, retainers still on and insanely paranoid about the fact that today might be 9.21AM on a Wednesday, May 23rd :P But. It's not. Thank goodness.
Life doesn't ever sort itself out. Nor will it sort itself out even if you tried. My bed and desk, for instance, are just alternate places to store this Mess. At night, I clear the bed and dump everything on the desk. During the day, I transfer everything to the bed. The Mess just doesn't go away no matter how much paper you bloody throw away.
Crunch time.
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