4 AM is a blur for a second night in a row.
I went to bed at about 1, currently up and making a PB on Harvest Flax.
The attempt at hushed humour failed. A kitchen with many lights, loud voices, and no door.
Colin and Duke just joined Steve on the floor where he and I attempted to sleep unsuccessfully. I was enjoying the abandoned kitchen until he walked by close to naked and the sound of urine reverberated from the bathroom, to the kitchen, and around my brain. I do not expect to sleep. Colin kept mentioning an Orange, but I have yet to find it.
The Kami was perfectly imperfect. The Distillery promises glory.
This is my life.
And I love it.
-Shafter
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I hope i'm not the only one reading this blog......like reading an erotic novel, my loins hurt
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