Annoyingly the light filtered through the too translucent shades dragging me to consciousness on what should have been a day of restful repose. The gossamer dawn was not unwelcome given the opportunities of the day. The inchoate plans were floating unconnected in the dust of sleepiness hoping for a cerebral magnetism into a pattern, at the moment undecipherable and unrevealed. So many alternatives to be rejected and happy predilections to be indulged.
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