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Sleepless

Tired came hours ago.

Hungry, also, but I can only blame myself for that. I forgot to eat at an hour it would have made any sense at all. But there’s nothing “convenient” in the house presently and as the hours tick from small to midsized — and I’m only just getting in bed — I can’t think it’s wise to get up and begin a new whole hoopla of cooking at this stage.

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