Catchup

Have had a few minutes to ruminate on things. Fitting as it's well into hours when all goodly people are asleep.

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You know you're fried when you can't even get your thoughts together. I keep bouncing all over; how's Pete, what's going on tomorrow, what cables do I need, does Kaitlyn still have my washing, is there gas in the car and beer in the fridge, does Renee have the most updated rider... it just doesn't stop and there's no order to any of it. Can't even think of what I was going to write, but I know ten minutes ago I was sure I'd fill up a few pages.