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Oh, bother. Day 1 again, starting tomorrow. I did do some good things today but they were eclipsed by three glasses of bourbon.

 
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Mom

Had a sad, graphic dream about my mom last night. No better, no worse than what happened in real life. But I suppose that’s the key: It made me relive what happened in real life, and I awoke in the midst of an “oh, fuck, what do I... Continue →