The operatic stuff I play only soothes temporarily.
I need to be home in bed.
I am super super sick.
I am scared.
I don't want to be here.
I have thirty more minutes in hell.
My stomach churns and is in knots.
I hate my goddamn job.
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The opera doesn't do anything.
The operatic stuff I play only soothes temporarily.
I need to be home in bed. I am super super sick. I am scared. I don't want to be here. I have thirty more minutes in hell. My stomach churns and is in knots. I hate my goddamn job. One of the greatest blasphemies is the taking of one's freedom of thought, dictating matters of the heart and the theft of another's personal peace.
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