I am one and a half months from turning 31.
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Today my immune system gave in to whatever attacked it. I was curled up in bed, drawing in the summer heat [bleh], and declaring to the world that I was dying.
I am progressing well in the world of recovery, aren't I?
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In five years, I am turning 31.
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Chicken anyone?
I am progressing well in the world of recovery, aren't I?
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In five years, I am turning 31.
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Chicken anyone?
(chicken)
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I think it is time to start having ambitions...
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