Yawn until dawn

Handwritten page of a diary dated January 29, 2000

of course that was in the old days when I used to be able to go to sleep.

I just looked down at my robe and the couch and wondered if there’s too much plaid in my life. I bet five years ago I owned nothing that was plaid.

Now I’m looking at the lava lamp and craving a green popsicle, even though the temperature in here is North Pole-ish.

The one benefit to not sleeping is that I’ve watched so much TV that I think I’m now qualified to be a forensic analyst. I could solve anything. No clues? What’s this? Unknown animal hair found at the scene? We could match it to the suspect’s dog and there’s probably another one still clinging to the sweater he wore that night.

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