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I’m about to hit another wall, I think. Slowing down a bit. Time to throw in some action and get the old blood moving again.
I had a really weird, maudlin moment where I almost got teary-eyed while writing something sad about 30 minutes ago. And that’s with only moderate sleep deprivation. I’m going to be a soft-shell wreck by the end of this thing.
Also my tender caretaker abandoned me to go, you know, have a Labor Day weekend kind of thing. She says she’ll be back in a couple of hours. Maybe I should call her.
I’m a needy, needy, needy soul.
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