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[entelein]

Heavy sleep. A cord knotted and pulled through the night, taut and solid and yet I am awake and still feeling sort of tired. A few more nights of being stubborn and getting at least six or seven hours, and maybe I'll start to feel on the game again.

The city skyline was obscured this early morning by sunlight hitting a massive fogburst, and rendering everything into this flat, sort of boring miasma of smogginess (it really was precipitation more than it was air pollution, though), with occasional shadows bumping out to show that yes, the buildings are still there.

I got an order of bacon at the place in the lobby before heading up here to my cool, quiet office. Mmm, bacon. I haven't had bacon in a while. Good stuff. I don't really want to be here, but there's nowhere I else I really could be.

Comments

[brfitzgerald.livejournal.com]

This post is another example of why I read your blog. I can see what you're describing. I love your prose.

[fiercesteyes.livejournal.com]

I LOVE bacon. The best part is the way it makes the whole house smell when you're cooking it. Mmmmm.

[tunaman.livejournal.com]

This man knows what he's talking about.