It’s been a very, very long work day, and I am very, very exhausted. I will sleep soon. But I will wake up after two hours. Such is my plight. (Alamak, punctuated like George W. Bush’s speech pattern).
It’s not that I am defeatist about my affliction. It is chronic, and there’s little I can do about it. I have only the respite that my habitual Sunday afternoon nap affords me, and I really look forward to that.
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