It's 2:30 in the morning. The South is odd. It's all wet and sticky, even at night. I'm tired (and very hungry). But all I've got is ice from the vending machine and a wee bit of bottled water left. Oh yeah, and this wifi that's being so sweetly provided by the hotel. Good Lord, I'm rambling. Too many thoughts, not enough space in the virutal universe to put them down...
Sleep perhaps?
'O' to quiet a rather loud mind
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