Welcome to Mystery Monday. This week, we continue with Murder at the Conference.
Let's get back where we left off last week.
The slate wasn't so clean, at least not for people who remembered his face and name from the all affair on TV but I could see his point. I hadn't broken down, I was just going and going and I would never let myself break down. I would never let myself lower my guard. I was the fighting type, the warrior type. A freakingly scared warrior, scared of everything but still a warrior.
“I can't break down an start over, I don't know how to, all I know how to do is how to keep going,” I said.
“I know, you're too brave but you're body and mind are somehow trying to force you to slow down. You need to figure out how to stop whatever is really bothering you,” he said.
“Maybe.”
I yawned. I wanted to laugh still, I was the laughing type when I was tired but our conversation just made me thinking about what could possibly be bothering me. I could make a really long list. It hadn't always been like that, I used to be happy and having a great time and sleep alright. If I just could figure out what had changed to make me lose myself like that. Maybe, I would be able to fix it.
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