Several sleep sessions.

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I woke several times.  After brief considerations, it was understood that more sleep was need, wanted, and available.  I slept well.  I may return to sleep, again, shortly, if I cannot get to work.  There is no reason to drain the batteries if the engine can't be put into gear.  I am hoping to start with a bath.  Then absolutely open into the kitchen.  Aye, Sunday, and Easter Sunday.  Grains (or dishes) so as to eat yet, raising the dead (including Himself), I yet follow after my Lord.  Don't think I bluff or jest.

Several dreams.  All good.  Only one can be recalled.  A young woman, razzing.  I gave it back, and better.  Of course that was going to end up with a woman in my arms.  I dumped the program just shy of that, without burning the bridge, to give me time to think about it.  Yeah, I already knew.  I guess I just wanted a bit more freedom.  If I was looking forward to feasting after such a long famine.

Ah, I tried one of the kefir waters bottled a bit back, refrigerated yesterday.  Excellent.  At least as fizzy as fountain soda, tasty, but without sugar or caffeine.  A good actually healthy option.  I think the trick is adding more dried fruit... cherries in this batch.  Cranraisins, raisins, pineapple, mango, just about any dry, frozen, or fresh fruit should work.  It is still experimental.  At least I now know, from first hand personal experience, that it is possible.

May you have a Blessed Easter.  Later.