I had stayed up late last night to watch William Shatner, despite being already exhausted. My sleep was light and interrupted. I admit that my mind was overactive and stressed at the thought of having a needle the next morning, even if I was to be on "happy pills". Waking up grumpy and groggy, I wobbled down the hall, and cuddled the cats
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