the clock strikes two a.m., and i find myself nowhere near tired. maybe its the events of the evening, maybe its the coffee. maybe its worries. maybe its all of them. so what do i do? crochet like a little old lady. yep. crotchet and download music. i am cold. cold temperature. cold inside. am i? some say so, some believe so. are you one of them? i
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