And that’s three nights without sleep, but it seems the humidity finally broke this morning. I am far from full power.
ON DECK: DEPT MIDNIGHT 1 & 2 mixes to review.
INBOX: 79. Going to sweep it EOD.
READING: “I still have my imagination, and in its impregnable innocence it will keep me going until the end of my days.” — MY LAST BREATH, Luis Bunuel
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