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The whole day I kept my eyes open, sat up, and worked in a blue shirt made of sleep. It’s night again.
Date
November 12, 2021
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Frank Herbert on truth.
The truth always carries the ambiguity of the words used to express it. — Frank Herbert, Dune
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Insomnia (1/2)