I'm still up, still wrestling with my new leather belt (had to punch holes in it) and doing other stuff. It's almost 2 a.m. as I write this, and with me still up instead of sleeping... I'm thinking I might just go to sleep and have myself a weekend. I can walk encumbered somewhere on Monday—take the time I need to pack my Gregory right. While this decision leaves me guilt-ridden, it's probably the wiser choice even if the gods have declared otherwise. Sorry, gods, but I am the master of my fate, and I am the captain of my soul.
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