Damn, I really wish I slept better. It's nice and quiet right now. You can hear a pin drop in the apartment. The only noise, aside for me typing, is the sound of the fridge, humming along.
I have to work tomorrow. Work on a Sunday. I really hate that. Such is the nature of the day job. Most of the time I kinda like my job. Not on Sundays!
I hope the shift is uneventful. Apparently today had some bumps. Thankfully I wasn't there. Too much stress. I should sleep. I think I'll crawl into the arms of my beloved. God I love her. She seems to make sense of so many things.
Earlier, I was feeling kinda crabby, and She called me on it. I tried to get a good bicker on the go, But she was having none of it. She knows me well.
Well, off to bed, maybe my eyes will stay closed for a while.
End of Transmission.
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