I’ve slept in a couple of days this week and awoke feeling behind. But there’s time enough.
I stayed up late nights and miscalculated. Hit that snooze button one too many times. Oops.
Maybe I tried to recapture a familiar feeling of “gotta run, gotta do,” that White Rabbit pace of “I’m late, I’m late, for a very important date. No time to say hello, goodb…
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