Coffee. Bags under eyes. Late night. Hospital visit. Dying to Travel.
Vague.
I'm running on four-hours of sleep and the loss of sanity due to this inclement weather is keeping me awake. I've listened to "On your Porch" for the past hour due to my (extreme) laziness and I now know the lyrics verbatim (Not by Choice). All technology is giving me a abominable headache at this point. More optimism and photographs of work will be added later on.
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