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Was that the name of it? I think gargling with sandpaper would be orders of magnitude smoother. And, tonight is, in that same vein, smoother yet. I can't believe it has been years since I drank a drop for pleasure or... recreation? Smoking and chewing haven't been on the menu for longer still.
I would do this every day, or nearly, if I could. Why? While I may not have any actual current skills, this kind of work could get me money. Even a couple of grand would be good. But I am pretty sure I could work my way up, quickly. Actually, at this point, my age would be a limiting factor. Actually, at my age, they begin looking for anybody but me.
Then again, today... wasn't actually work. Nothing I did today, all combined, even if collected into one run, would be classified as work. It does, however, come closer to a day of work than I have been able to do since it got really hot. It's one of my best summer days in a while. Two better this year, at least, but those were much shorter, if harder. Then again, endurance?
I may go on up to bed, after I dry. Or not. I need to. Burning out, but there are things I wish to do. Ugh. Torn, now, between trying to push through, trying to nap, and being sure when I go down it might be days or a week before I get up? Well, it feels like it. It has been a while since I went down for even two days solid.
Yeah, I'll go on to bed. Something really bad will happen if I don't. Good night.
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