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February 11, 2005
Wide Awake
I know I am exhausted. I shut my eyes, willing myself a few hours of oblivion. But sleep won't come.
Mike always seemed to know when I was thinking too much. "Stop obsessing. Stop wallowing, goofball."
Forgive me, dear heart, if I can't stop my brain from racing around right now.
Yours, &c., LC | 05:12 AM | | Comments (0) | TrackBack (0)
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