“I swallowed some uranium.”
“What happened?”
“I got atomic ache.”
“I swallowed some uranium.”
“What happened?”
“I got atomic ache.”
It’s not just the bills you have to pay because you’re un/underemployed that cause sleeplessness.
There’s also the ache and pain of separation anxiety.
That, my friends, is my problem right now.
At least here in this fictional universe, it is.
Maybe in reality, too.
I’ll keep you posted.
Time for a nap!