Spring is almost here
It’s cool in the mornings.
Trump is almost gone.
One month of total abstinence
And no craving at all.
That awesome, handmade,
Fried Naan.
I think I’ve got this sleep thing down.
Last evening was perfect.
No screaming.
No gagging.
No nothing!
I would have bet my life savings
It was volitional.
And I would have been right.
I’m tired.
I’m so fucking tired.
I wake up tired.
I dread going to work.
Sorry, Dude.
Too little - too late.
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