It’s almost midnight. Time to turn in. I can already sense it’s going to be another bad night’s sleep.
Not much on the agenda for tomorrow. Put out the trash, go to work, attend a couple of zoom meetings, work on a couple of projects, at the end of the day cook dinner, maybe spend some time with my love, maybe play some guitar (poorly), tell myself I’ll go to bed early, then still be up and writing a post at midnight.
Okay, Robert. Lights out. Go to sleep. You’re Monday is over.
Good night, everyone.
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