I've been drugged by this constant coding. Clarity of thought is now an issue! Stooping over the desktop (during those pockets of internet access) is giving me a backache. However, now that the project is almost over, I hope to get some respite.
Happy the man,and happy he alone, He,who can call today his own; He who,secure within,can say, Tomorrow do thy worst,for I have lived today.
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