So yeah. It’s on the upward swing of 1am. Chris is in the other room snoring away (for the LAST NIGHT, his machine comes in the morning!), and I’m HUNGRIER than 10 thousand mother–never mind. I ate 1/2 of a pickle and some Sun Chips, but I’m thinking I need a full meal. Like, a turkey sammich and Sun Chips, a pickle and a granola bar. Lord, I’d never get to sleep then. Did I mention that I can’t sleep? My mind is clicking and my fingers are itching. I want to stay up and write. But I can’t. I have to go to bed. Duty calls. Grrrr. Then there is small group afterwards. That part will be fun. And I have counseling tomorrow. I made myself this huge lunch and now I can’t wait for lunchtime tomorrow. THAT, my friends, is sad.

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