Biscuit failure.

Didn’t sleep again. Mind racing. Chest tight. Heart pounding. Might be all the biscuits.

Need to be healthier. Chopped half a banana into my Coco Pops.

Had a meeting with the Boss first thing. He wants the project review finished today. Capitalised his voice without shouting.

Grabbed a coffee from the pantry. And a packet of chocolate digestives.

Settled down in front of my screen. Clicked into the report tab.

Watched it load.

Quickly checked my short story submission. No Claps. Searched how to get more views and found a Discord group for writers. Thought I’d get tips. Appreciation.

Took me over half an hour to sign up. Every username was taken. Ended up with a serial number.

Introduced myself. Nothing showed. Posted again, both popped up. Somehow joined the group twice.

Made a shopping list. Bread. Milk. Something for the mould in the shower. Maybe rat poison.

Started browsing for holidays.

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