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My arm isn't hurting too badly, but wow, am I tired. As in, every noise seems to be so loud. I feel desperate to sleep, but my husband is going to be here so we can do some work with our business. Normally, I don't mind doing the work (although after more than 11 years I have burn-out moments), but I wish I didn't have to tonight. I walked to the library a block away and thought I was going to fall on the ground, I was so tired. But I checked out a biography of Anne Sexton.
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