Sometimes the story won’t leave me alone until I’ve come to a stopping point.


It nags at my sleepy mind until I sit up, wake up my laptop, and type until I can no longer remain upright.  When I fall heavily back onto my pillow several hours later, my thoughts are slower, my brain emptied and ready for sleep.

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