I can’t sleep.  it’s terrible.

it’s pitch black in our room save for the white glow of my macbook.

my hair is incredibly, post-shower soft.

I’m craving cadbury cream eggs or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich.  or possibly both.

Ilana makes noises when she sleeps.

I’m so sore from working out.  My knees even hurt.  I’m like an old woman when it comes to my joints.

And I’ve been playing with a floss-stic for the past hour.  It hasn’t even gone in my mouth for its proper use yet.


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