Most mornings my brain operates through a thick fog of lack-of-sleep, disorganized thoughts about the day, and vague concerns about everything from the coming collapse of all matter (a mere 20 billion years from now) to where I put my keys. (They're on the dresser. They're always on the dresser. You'd think I'd remember that by now.)
Learned #32: Train in Vain
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Most mornings my brain operates through a thick fog of lack-of-sleep, disorganized thoughts about the day, and vague concerns about everything from the coming collapse of all matter (a mere 20 billion years from now) to where I put my keys. (They're on the dresser. They're always on the dresser. You'd think I'd remember that by now.)
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