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Senses sated

I'm sitting in the sun in the middle of the day having my first coffee of the day after working six hours. I feel so wonderful now.

I am listening to my favorites playlist with the windows rolled down and eating my spartan chicken sandwich.

I feel like Jane again.

The sun makes me feel like summer is approaching. I will languish in its heat and feel wonderful. After days and days of work I have reached reprieve.

Oh, my gosh, I am going to break the rules for a second though and talk about science.

I feel like a part of history now. Our government has mandated that all of our potassium iodide be made into a drug that suppresses the thyroid and prevents cancer from radiation exposure, because we must ship everything we have to Japan right now.

The person that is doing the quality testing on all of the product leaving our facility is me!

But now, I am tired, and I can rest, and I can breathe, and I feel like everything, everything, everything is right.


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