still beaten down to a pulp, i'm quite perplexed about my enormous after-work activities. i should be snoozing by now, ready to be awakened by the sounds of silence, ready to conquer and face the beaten path with the generous souls who are arguably two of the most admired people on earth. but here i am in the midst of tasks galore continuing to drudge at almost midnight, touching keyboards, hanging clothes, wrapping presents.
i'm tired.
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