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Not one of my best days

Posted by Claudia Moser on 3:34 PM
It seems that my extensive travelling has taken its token on my health. Sitting in Tallinn airport (again!) with fever and feeling like my energy level is droping by the minute. Somehow my body is shutting down parts of it one by one, like it wants to test my reaction. I can only say it's not a pretty feeling.
But despite the physical discomfort I am somehow glad that I go home. My husband already announced that he will wait for me with a hot spicy chicken soup and only by typing this I do feel an inch better. How lucky I am that he is there, waiting, loving and ready for caring.
So maybe I should change the title? Any suggestions?

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Anonymous says:
2:27 AM

MEU CORAÇAÕ ESTA DOENDO DE UM AMOR REPENTINO, QUE ME FAZ CHORA SOFRER E PERDE A FOME LUTO CONTRA ESTE SENTIMENTO QUE ME CONSOME A CADA DIA SO QUERIA , NAÕ SENTILO MAS OQUE POSSO FAZER PARA CURA ESTA DOR

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