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Shawshank, January 5, 2024

Well, here we are – another day that ends in y. We were both woken up early this morning. The big guy, Chaucer, decided that 3am was a great time to get sick, waking up Crystal, and making me open my eyes.

After that fun happened, I think we both fell back into a restless sleep. I’m very very stuffed up, and it hurts my head. Crystal was having nightmares, and I was just having strange dreams. I have been dreaming, but now I never remember them in the morning. I just know that these dreams were just strange.

So yeah it hasn’t been the greatest of mornings here. I at least get to stay with her for a few hours, as I don’t have to leave the Flat until 1pm. Yep, I’m working a closing shift tonight. That’s ok, we can have date night tomorrow night. Hopefully the evening will go quickly at work.

So now we’re just awake, watching the morning news. After some coffee, and waking up, I’ll be hoping in the shower, and officially starting the day.

Hey, at least it’s Friyay!

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