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There have been so many resolutions this week (a cancer-free family, a mobile mother, Continuum safely past, knowing a bit more about my income for the next two months, Varuna and lots more) that my body has finally discovered it can't outrun things. No more adrenaline to operate on. I slept till 11.30 this morning and kept wondering if I could find more hours to sleep in. Good, deep, refreshing sleep. Ashputtel dreams.

Pity about the dreams, especailly since they never reached the resolution stage: I woke up just before nice things happened. The rest of it is good, though. I can see my eyes past the bags under them for the first time in three weeks.

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You don't expect me to say anything intelligent, do you? It's Thursday night, after all.