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Mary Jones

Sunday, March 25, 2007

waking up

Today I woke up at four. I didn't want to switch on the light. I hate lights when I first wake up. I should have used this time to read, but I didn't. Instead I looked out the window. Nothing but the moon and a star -- oh, the moon and the star are definitely not nothing.

Posted by Mary Jones at 8:40 AM
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