Thursday, March 17, 2005
Six-thirty, and I come suddenly wide awake from The Dreams. And I know within five minutes or so that it's no use trying to get back to sleep, not without more Ambien, which I don't need and don't want. So, I am awake. Awake and typing this at 7:47 a.m. in my frelling cold office. I'd say something about the blood-orange horror of sunrise, but it's so damned overcast out there's only the smudgy purple horror of sunrise. Okay. Blegh. I'll make a real entry after stimulants...
7:05 AM
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