*Sleep eludes me (shower-check,teeth-check,dog out-check,dog in-check,fan in window-check). I move to the balcony and watch the night until keeping my eyes open is impossible.
*When I spritz the plants a tiny, delicate spider's web appears.
*My WIP brings me back to my first grade counting:one, two, one, one, one. Back to a more simple life.
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