Can’t be arsed to think of a witty title

Words can’t describe the boredom I’m feeling during this period of post-op recouperation. Even being hypnotised by the TV is losing all its charm. When I read books I just get jealous about the exciting lives the characters are leading compared to me.
The scar on my belly-button burst open in the night too, which was nice!

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