Self-Diagnosis: It has taken me up to 25-minutes of leisurely stretching in bed before getting up, proving fatal for punctuality reports. Have tripled amount of nicotine, despite sweetheart’s campaign to “Stop Smoking Soon”. But soon, we will. Sub-entry: The Flying Mouse This mouse has been culprit of disturbing the peace in our abode. He/she has...
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The end of May
It’s early morning, or maybe not; no, I don’t know what time it is, but it’s quiet, what hour is as quiet as this I’m not sure, my watch, it’s in the other room. I hear my cigarette burning down. Quiet enough I can hear the smoke carving a path down my throat, lingering in...
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