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Dawdling

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Up in the darkness, with less taste for music to start because there’s more weather and cars in the way, plus one fewer lane and increased dawdling at the toll plaza. I’ll see if it changes once I get real sleep, or the holiday gets nearer. I’ll pass up tomorrow and next month’s swanky shindigs.

A small square of soft light glows from a box plugged into a power outlet in a room's corner darkened by being in the shadow of a dresser.

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