Today I've been feeling sluggish, tired, under the weather and out of it. I limped through a little work but took a sick day instead. It's 7 o'clock and I feel like it's 4 am. But I was slowly reading a book awhile ago, and I do mean slowly.
And on page 407 it hit me, the point of no return. I wish there'd been a sign, as tired as I am I probably would have stopped. But, no, I went along reading on page 406, started to hit the end of the page...and I really should have seen it coming...I mean with the number of books I've read in my life...I really should have clued in.
Instead of careening right on through and flying off the cliff, but I passed it, the point of no return. I must have the end of the story now. 134 more pages, the last book in the trilogy...and my dear friends...I'm not sure I'm going to make it this time. It is a sad, sad thing, but like gravity a little inevitable that I will try...or rather, that I will continue falling through as many pages as I can so hopefully I can R.I.P.
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So I feel your pain. Too blow some time while I waited for Doug to get out of classes I started a book, that isn't as mellow as I thought, but instead is addictive, and I don't have time for it... I mean REALLY don't have time. Sooo, I am trying to not think about it while I do my duty, but I am failing ... um yeah, I am.
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