It's practically midnight! And I'm wandering around the apartment drinking water and peeing and listening to the neighbor warming up his ten-wheeler truck. The chickens and the dogs and the birds are greeting one another happily. Guess I have to get used to the idea that in this part of the world, 6-ish IS the time to rise and shine and that my almost 3-year old insomnia is officially over. The living room smells like detergent and fabric conditioner. Because laundry is hanging right in there. Don't even ask.
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