I Just Can’t Do This Today

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My weekend was exhausting. Not so much physically demanding as it was a monstrous mental drain.

I’d had another Henry James story running around in my head for almost a week. I knew if I didn’t get it out old Henry would do what he normally does when I ignore him.

Let’s just say I like my eight hours of uninterrupted sleep at night.