Ten.One Thousand, Three Hundred & Four
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Up before the alarm. Back to the canned ocean waves.
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Call rescheduled.
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I set up the bathroom: hair, water, V8, laptop. What to watch? Should I or shouldn’t I? Let’s give it a shot.
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I understand the critiques, but it is well written and exciting and, thank goodness I am stuck to this chair for at least five hours because it means I can binge the whole thing.
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How is this even a question?
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Truly, no peace.
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He wants to be angry, but he is laughing, which means maybe we will get somewhere with this after all.
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I bribe him with ice cream.
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I have to miss the family call.
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He’s a 28x32. His father is a 32x32. He is not far behind. He is getting taller than me every day.
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We chase one another around the dining room table, trying to snap the towels against one another’s skin.
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I tell him that I was in a good mood because it was the first day in a long time that I didn’t think about work. I relaxed. I took delight. I was engrossed in something completely unrelated to my productivity. Real rest.