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... e. Mentally, physically, whatever-ly – they were all worn down to the bone. My state of being was like a rickety, creaking bridge that just needed a single feather’s worth of weight for it to come tumbling down to a sheer drop into the rapid, raging, rapids below.
That bridge was in dire need of some refurbishing, and sleep was indeed a very good fixer-upper.
Why sleep again, just woke up, didn’t I? Had breakfast not even a few minutes ago, didn’t I?
Trust me, I wouldn’t ...
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