I can barely hold my head up right now—that's how tired I am. I slept a tiny bit on the subway ride home, but that wasn't nearly enough to make up for walking all night and a good part of the morning. So, with my foot still hurting despite the ibuprofen, I do believe I'm going to do something nearly unheard-of and hit the sack early. Early bedtimes are normally for married people; single vampires like me usually stay up until dawn before retiring, so this is a red-letter day. Mark those calendars!
And good night.
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