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It is Tuesday, the sixth day of summer. I woke up at one this afternoon, and the sunlight was coming through my window just so, so I could see all the dust in the air. All the dust is part of me, has been my skin and hair, and it was a nice reminder to see myself floating around myself. Reminder of what, I am not quite sure yet. I heated up some fried rice, drank two cups of Diet Coke, and got the mail. I checked my email, watched the Darjeeling Limited, and slept some more. The days have been too long, lately, but I start working at this restaurant, see, and soon the days will not be long enough, after thirteen hour days.