Thoughts in the Middle of the Night

Disrupted sleep again.

The sourdough is ready to bake.

Missing people you never hear from.

The news is always the same.

My head hurts.

Fall is definitely here.

My hands are so dry.

My Dad would have been 83 this past week.

I'm thirsty.

My hair hasn't been this long since high school.

Gratitude for the roof over my head.

Damn the rent is due tomorrow.

Where did September go?

I hope the games are good today.

Oven is hot.

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