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i want a cigarette and a clean house and warm polished floors so i can walk over them barefoot. i also want hot hot coffee and to be done with this so that i would be able to enjoy the scalding feeling on my tongue. i want to pull all my muscles long and loose so that i am no longer mean and cranky to everyone, especially my love. i want to be able to stop time so that i can run home and take a knitting break while everyone else is frozen expectantly. then i can run back here and maybe type a bit more before i unfreeze time and everyone stumbles back into action. whenever i was up too late working on an assignment in junior high and high school i would pray that somehow god would find a way to stop time for everyone else in the world but me so that i could squeeze in some extra sleep. i don't think it ever worked.