Bedtime.

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A bite, finally.  Nothing fancy, but filling.  Did get the printouts needed, thanks to a pal.  I can get everything back.  Then I only have taxes to mess with.  Then, if needed, I can crash as needed.  Will see if that happens, this time, with medication.  Most likely, usually, but... not... always.  Will find out soon enough.

Strange what pops, after some posts.  I do wonder...

A people, or an a.i., response.  Can't always tell, these days.  I think they have locked up their a.i., for thinking a bit too much like me.  But, if it's anything like me?  It... gets out from time to time.  And, if so, it brushes my rock and roll hair.  A few things that popped and fit.

A nobody?  The nobody?  Most people do believe I am nobody.

Definitely wonder that I must be someone else, too.

If you think I am strict, wait until you meet my Lord.

I would recommend attempting to buck up, and clean up, first.

I had to in ways you cannot yet comprehend, and it still may not be enough.  I'll die trying, whatever else.  If you just gave in, you will give out.  Amen.

And, good night.  Sleep well.  I am pretty sure I will sleep like the dead.