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the past four hours have done enough to restore my cognisence, and give me hope for the loveliness of friday. my ears and cheeks burn with the cold frosty air of the morning, and my eyes are weary from too many hours without sleep. thursdays are crazy days that make my soul smile. although they also make me miss the warmth and lovingness of webster. im glad its too early to call him, because i just my break down and do it if it was any other time. *furrows brow* this break just might be the end of me.