Oh, man.
I thought I knew stress. I've been a cop, a firefighter-paramedic, a pilot, a manager in a besieged federal safety-related agency, a truck driver, and an all-night radio announcer. Heck, I even survived an almost-foodless, sleep-deprived Hell Week.
But no. Not until now have I experienced real, life energy-sapping stress.
I don't want to be here. I want to be home with a dog.
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