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Originally Posted by Little Cat
9pm at night here cider guy, but I'm going to have an early night, I had to get up at 4am to travel 8 hours for a meeting. Back home now, and tired, but just checking in on you, hope you got some sleep and managed to finish your custard pie. Take care of yourself and all good wishes from England.
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Ah, you’ll be sleeping soon. Do you know London well? When I was young and wealthy I had a flat on Sloane Gardens, turn left after exiting Sloane Square tube station. I paid just under £300K for it. Sold it three years later and thought that I was a real estate genius because I sold the flat for almost £100K more than I had paid.
I check London real estate from time to time and, a year or so back, saw my flat listed for over £3 million. Just over 30 years and I kick myself each time I think that if only I had held on to that property, I would still have wealth. And there was a girl...
A lifetime of flawed decision making skills... and when I'm asked if I have any regrets I don't know if I should laugh or cry.
No sleep for a good number of hours but hallucinations are down to every hour or two. And short. I believe that the 600mg of generic IR Seroquel is helping. My mood is still flat/numb but I haven't had periods of lost time since the weekend, either.
I'm doing better, I believe.
And tonight I'm going to finish the last egg custard pie.
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