I am fine and
derspatchel is fine. Being exhausted after separately and mutually stressful days, we went to bed around one in the morning after being off the internet for about an hour previous; so I woke a little after ten o'clock and checked my e-mail on the way back from the bathroom and saw the message from my mother about the police lockdown of Boston, after which Rob read me a lot off Universal Hub and we have concluded the level of unreality in the current situation is unreal. At the moment we are in bed with our laptops. We could have spent the day this way without any special reason, thank you.
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- 1: Re-reading our texts from the strawberry days
- 2: It's not what I was made to do, but believe me, I still care
- 3: Am I one of those human beings?
- 4: Just took time to say, I'll drop you a line
- 5: I'm yours in the day and the dead of night
- 6: And four hours north of Portland, the radio flips on
- 7: You are just the fingertips of something
- 8: I yield to her cry, losing my own names within me
- 9: Shaking off the echoes of yesterday
- 10: Everything I love is on the table, everything I love is out to sea
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