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feeling: fatigued
listening to: nothing
Tonight, something randomly made me realize that I am relatively young, and barring the onset of some horrible disease or whatever, I probably have another half a century or more of life ahead of me.
And then I thought, augh, that long?
Fortunately, thanks to my genetic makeup, the likelihood of that horrible disease (or collection thereof) setting in is considerably high, so maybe I'll get out of a few of those decades after all.
I often say I'm a walking contradiction in that I can be too lazy to sit down unmoving and stare at the pages of a book for a couple hours. Or too tired to sleep, or too preoccupied to think, etc. But the failure I curse most often is my cowardice. I'm too chicken to even take the coward's way out.
Wonder if the insomnia and headache will shut up and let me sleep yet?
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 7/09/2009 03:45:00 AM
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