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The problem with writing when you're half asleep is that things get repeated... a lot. Or they just don't make sense. Except they did at some point. Back in the day when it seemed wonderfully eloquent. Oh well.
Got lost today in downtown DC. Was visiting a client at the detention center and took the wrong turn and next thing I know I'm on a freeway leading to DC with no way out in evening traffic. Frack. What a day.
It's so peaceful. I love it. No tv. No other noise.
Got lost today in downtown DC. Was visiting a client at the detention center and took the wrong turn and next thing I know I'm on a freeway leading to DC with no way out in evening traffic. Frack. What a day.
It's so peaceful. I love it. No tv. No other noise.