Almost made it to midnight.

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I think it was 11:43.  That's as long as I could stay down.  I woke a bit before, turned on the space heater, gave it five or six minutes.  Wanted to give it more, just couldn't stay down any longer.  That did take the crisp out of the air.  Nice.  Didn't warm it to any great extent, just... eased the cold from bed to my dressing bench.

Sassy came up.  Would have napped a while with me, but I just couldn't sleep more.  A rough morning, a bit.  Achy neck.  Sleep wrong?  Or... something else?  Not terrible, just enough.  And a bit of a headache.  I'll check bp this morning, some time.  Blood sugar is 129 fasting.  Okay.  Not great, but I've definitely had worse.

I love stories, dreams, and the like.

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A few odd ones have shown up, unbidden.  I... do enjoy.  If you like them, based on the real, or supposedly unreal, perhaps these will give you a few moments of leisure.  Are there morals to stories?  Perhaps.  Though, just as often, perhaps not.  If they all try to say something, it is often missed here.

Then again, few stories are presented in their totality in moments.  And few have time, or interest, in longer exposures... especially if things go where one doesn't wish to go.  Still, here, a few, short and spare enough so that I enjoy.  So I share, as an afternoon gift.

Too hot, if only 83 here by the machine.  May try to game a bit.  It should be cooler out there.  Some perrier, or the other kind?  Or another shot of kefir?  I really do love that stuff.  Not sure I can game.  It's just too hot, probably even in there.  I can try.

Enjoy, or not.  Later.