Yawn
Monday, September 19, 2005 by Mel
Between Friday morning and Sunday afternoon, I got nine hours of sleep. I'm strangely proud of my sleeplessness because I thought I'd reached a point in my life where I couldn't stay awake until 4 a.m. and then wake up at 8 a.m.
The retreat was much better than I imagined. More on that later, I'm sure.
The retreat was much better than I imagined. More on that later, I'm sure.
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