So very late.

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A quarter after three.  Up, playing a new game.  Heart hurts.  Neither are the reason I am still awake.  Kept hoping it would cool.  Nope.  Even now it is 68 out there.  Warmer indoors, even with the ac, 75/79 downstairs.  It might be cooler upstairs?  The fans help.

On to bed.  I forgot to put in my order for milk and cream.  Two milks, this week, and one cream.  Very pleasant stuff.  Raw milk and cream, extremely good stuff as I see things.  Thankfully, I have a neighbor who agrees, and goes that way regularly.  Picks it up for me, or I'd... not have it often as I like.  With kefir, that stuff is required.  Raw is much better for even that.

Dreams, of people, who used to be me?  Odd how dreams, and daydreams, can work.  Some of them know their names, some don't.  Having a wild imagination, I think that is what they called it, carries over from the waking and conscious into the sleeping and nearly asleep modes.  Someday I ought to describe some of those.  Or not.  May just keep those stories for myself.

Ugh, on to bed.  Goodnight.