Oh, who am I kidding? I've been stringing myself along for days, writing far more than I actually felt like I could. I have to pull the plug on that nonsense tonight. My body is sore everywhere and my brain is as high-functioning as a bucket of beef and barley soup. And yes, I compare it to something I can't consume on purpose.
Maybe if I go to sleep now, I can get decent enough rest to accomplish more tomorrow, like take my car in for emissions and renew the tag, like I was supposed to do today. Instead my feet never crossed the threshold. I'm not even ashamed. Just tired.
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