So I tried to sleep, but it was useless. I fell asleep for fifteen minutes, and then was wide awake. I got on the train and went to swim. I swam for an hour and felt exhausted. The A train was packed, and I was wedged into a seat between two very large persons. I closed my eyes and waited until we made it to Brooklyn. Walking back home, I felt defeated. I don't understand why my mood veers so wildly back and forth. And neither extreme is pleasant.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
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