My alarm and I fought for an hour this morning before it finally won. I am still wrestling with this washed out feeling and waiting for my entire being to be refreshed and refueled. There is little rest for the weary it seems as I am pressing ahead to tomorrow's GroundZero. GroundZero is certainly my favorite time of week, but it is also the most draining event of my normal week.
In a few some odd days, I will head back to Mississippi to embrace an inviting atmosphere and food that just plain out makes you feel good. I hope to do some much needed writing between now and the end of the year. Perhaps during Thanksgiving my brother and I can finally update my very outdated website. (It still has me listed as a Tribble. Maybe that is what they always meant when they said "the trouble with Tribbles...")
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