weekend was good, at least some normalcy. friday night, tried so hard not to sleep, ended up waking at 5.30am for breakfast.
saturday night, supper talk was thought provoking and at the same time hilarious. sunday, time seems to be on steriods. i stared at the clocking, watching the second hand marches on relentlessly. I felt like a hiro nakamura, concentrating and willing time to stop.
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