Hello old friend,

I'm not going to lie, I'm not very pleased with your return. I was doing so well without your presence. I was relaxed, I was happy. For a good 2 weeks, I was able to escape from your grasp and focus on two things that make me extremely happy: dance and frolicking in the outdoors during beautiful weather. But now you've come back and reared your ugly head. Is it just me, or did you get even uglier since the last time we met? Did someone pour chloric acid all over you and then roll your degraded remains in a pile of putrid garbage?

Honestly, friend, I am so very tired. I cannot keep up with your demanding schedule any longer. I've already entertained you for about 5 days, I just might explode from your presence should you continue to demand my attention. I am allowing you to stay over for another 2 days, after which you must leave for at least 3 days before your expected return... although I'd appreciate you not returning at all, I have a feeling you're not going to offer me that alternative.

But seriously, Stress, I'm really getting sick of you.


With the utmost loathing,

Stefanie