exhausted

I don’t know how I did it today.

I nearly fell asleep about eight hundred times (roughly, give or take a couple hundred).

I need sleep.

Please, let me sleep.

Nothing is right.

Target: 700 words
Written: 407 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Pawn Of Prophecy, David Eddings
Comics: Postal 3-4, The Tithe 1-2
Music: Ultimate Collection, The Who

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