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December 30, 2008
I was sick yesterday. Sick in the canít get out of bed way, in the not caring whatís being missed or left undone way, in the try to sleep it away way. I was sick in the donít turn on the light way, in the care about me but give me silence way.

Restless, I tried to get up but fell back into the pillows.

At three in the morning, Iíd had enough of being in bed and tried to get up. That didnít work. I slipped back into the pillows, eyes wide open, mind clear with canít sleep thoughts.