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Musings of the Amusing Muse
Deep thinker whose mind operates at warped speed.
Philosopher pondering the big (and little) things in life.
Storyteller. Office Ninja. Teller of bad jokes. User of big words.
Raw. Everything felt raw. The skin around my eyes and nose was red and chapped. It burned, ached, and felt like it would crack if any muscle in my face dared to move. My stomach was the same, it felt empty and full at the same time, but it ached. It, too, was raw. And…