I confess that I bought a can of energy drink (Monster, to be exact) this afternoon to see whether or not I'll pass out again when I drink it. (I was looking for the brand I used last time, but they didn't carry it; I suppose it'll be different, perhaps.) I've had a few swallows of it; it definitely feels really weird. I confess I'm really rather hoping that it'll actually create some energy, as then I'll have something to keep me awake at times.
I confess that my family and I went to the pumpkin farm this afternoon, home of a bunch of animals. I, of course, was really only interested in feeding and taking pictures of the animals (I so was not going to touch the corn maze; three hours last time. I get lost easily). Out of 50+ pictures, I'm only fond of two, neither of which are that great; I confess I can't figure out why I like them, but I do. Perhaps because I liked the animals in question? I don't know.

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"Nothing worth having is easy."
Three years!