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Friday, August 8th, 2008
I’m quite convinced the problem with my brain is that it’s not dead—it’s actually capable of thought.
As I lie there exhausted, my heavy eyelids slowly descending over my tired eyes, I feel her snuggle up even closer to me with a contended sigh. That’s when it happens—right when I’m on the brink of actually experiencing [...]