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June 16th, 2003

beyond disbelief

Today I rose early, mailed off CD and book things for eBay and friends, and drove into the office, arriving at a reasonably early hour. I plowed through work all day, and now I leave for home. I'm entirely, completely exhausted, which I suppose reminds met that it must be Monday. I must admit that I usually like Monday, but this Monday wore me out. I have this sense that my weekend was far too practical. I am going to have an impractical weekend soon--but not until mid-August.

But I'll head home, and perhaps draft a poem or two, and read a book, and think about tomorrow, and I'll feel better by the time I fall asleep. I am too tired not to have believe that tomorrow will be a less wearying day.