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The sun is well up. No clouds. But it seems cool. I slept well, and right. All good.
She did come for me in my sleep. Oh boy did she. I expected her yesterday night, not tonight. But... she probably knew that. She had me dead to rights. I honestly thought that was it. How I escaped her charms I do not know. But she ultimately failed. Stirred, and shaken, but then left in the container. I wish I could say it was purely my no-fu at work, but that wasn't all of it. Prayers were being cast, but that wasn't it. I had run out of options and lost, I just never surrendered. More a technicality than a win, but a win it ended up being, and I'll take it.
I don't know if I will get to a hike today or not. I just, essentially, woke. So, actually, I am not awake quite yet. How do I write while still asleep. I don't. I merely think while sitting at a keyboard, with everything turned on. I am not writing, just reviewing thoughts and waking. Medicine went down. A bit of coffee is going down. Other thoughts are peculating around, beside, and against what I write. I'll figure out some sort of day before too long. I may be a bit tired for a hike. I'll know more later.
Thursday, is it? Yeah, alright. Today would be a good day to get out. I could rest tomorrow for a Saturday outing. Yes, that might work. Though there simply aren't any guarantees. And there is much I need to do here in the cave. Of course, I could do everything on my immediate list and just create another list, a much more difficult list, a much more expansive list. When you are fulling living, which I am not quite, the list never ends. When you are dead, which isn't quite my thing either, there are no more lists. I am somewhere between those two. Someday, I suppose, I will get closer to the former than I am to the latter. Or, maybe, it will always be a thing in flux. You don't cross some lines and ever fully come back. Reality changes. Trust me.
Well... On to a bit o' reading and waking. Later.
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