Jul 23, 2008 01:37PM
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Morning was a hot mess as usual. Felt like somebody had been digging around in my brain. I don't remember dreaming last night, but I slept all the way until seven, when my alarm went off, so that's hopeful. 10am to 2:00pm has been the best 4 hours I've had so far. I'm waiting for the afternoon crash, but, as yet, it hasn't come. I'm savoring the minutes. In a way, I'm thankful, because before this crappy withdrawal from the clutches of Tramadol, how often did I honestly savor a moment of feeling good? Mostly never. I'm going to try to hold on to that today.
Peace,
TramaPaul
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