Finally did what I normally did and asked Google about it:
"is there a minimum word count for a sentence".
There is not.
This is a sentence.
This also sentence.
Not grammatically correct, but it's a sentence.
And.
These.
Are.
Sentences.
Today's grievance brought to you by my brain that refuses to move on from things.
It's Friday.
Fucking thank the deities for that one.
Considered sending mama bear an email last night letting her know that I wouldn't be in today.
And considered it even harder when I woke up this morning.
Because I'm just not feeling it anymore for the week.
Life, I mean.
Not in a suicidal way.
But in a "I could really use a four-year-long medically-induced coma" kinda way.
Alright.
Back to work.
Cheers, y'all.