a tissue of lies

A life. Or something like it.

Monday, December 20, 2004

Long, long day. Can't sleep. Hoping that I am quiet enough so as not to wake him. No party today. No guests in the house. Blessed silence.

Presented with some time "alone". The attendant accompanied me to town and I was permitted to purchase a few items on account at a few of the shops.

I hate standing out like this.

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