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Aug. 11th, 2002 12:56 pmI get home, and the only light on is the one on my desk. No one bothered to leave the kitchen light on for me. It feels like being forgotten. But I don't mind that much. I can find my way through the dark.
( Art happens )
I just realized how infrequently I get tired. It's a bit scary.
( Art happens )
I just realized how infrequently I get tired. It's a bit scary.