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I have only myself to blame...

for not writing down my 2:30 a.m. idea the other night. But I was sleepy and lazy and I thought,"I'll probably remember this tomorrow." Despite knowing that it was unlikely. Damn me! I can remember much of the first two sentences but not whatever nascent thought provided the twist to the story. I feel that such a twist existed, but what was it? Fuckity fuck fuck. I cannot remember.

Next time I am hauling my ass out of bed at 2:30 a.m. Because I hate this feeling.

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