So, it's Independence Day. The birfday of our glorious Nation. There was much merriment and lots of pyrotechnics. I got to revel in... none of it. Not a firework in sight. Not even a halfhearted, wants-to-be-awe-inspiring sparkler. But you know what? I'm okay with that. I feel just fine, and I believe that the United States isn't mad that I
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My days run from mid-afternoon to sunrise. In my world, it's Independence Day still.
AAAAAND, in Hawai'i (part of the United States, you must recall), it is about 10:30 at night... July 4th! Holiday's not over, baby!
Thank you.
B
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i miss stretching the limits of nocturnalism with you. by the way, it's almost 6 am.
=o)
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~B
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