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into my life…. rock music, broken sleep, jumbled thoughts, the taste of whiskey, anticipation of a night ahead – with a thin line of smoke from the insence burning in my apartment…. nothing in excess. A point where the night could go anywhere it pleases.

It’s 4:30am and I am up for the sole purpose of driving G to the airport. Next time I’m trying to get him to go out when he’s being anti-social, I’m SO using this against him.