Today I can't do it.
Today I can't write for you.
I can't tell you about my Lyme life. I can't tell you other things that make me more than my Lyme life. I can't come up with a fun list for you. I can't tell you a story.
Today I can't do it. My brain won't do it. My hands won't do it.
And that is okay. Tomorrow is another day.
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