I had a nice evening out last night. It was a going away party for a friend. A bunch of good peeps there.
So why am I sitting her at 9:30 in the morning unable to sleep?
Thinking about mortality due to a combination of personal life stuff and having just read Louise Welch's The Cutting Room. GOOD book. BAD bedtime reading.
So raise your hands if you sometimes have trouble sleeping!
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