I was in a dreamy mood all right on Sunday, dreaming of a pumpernickel bagel with salted butter, and after two days of prostration pondering my fate enough energy returned to get me to Fairway, a whole three blocks away, to fulfill my dream. With that major goal accomplished, and a second buttered bagel packed away for the bus ride, the rest of the day degenerated into wondering what exactly to take back to Cambridge with me that night, with the supposedly upcoming sublet in serious doubt, what with the landlord refusing to renew my lease and all.
After numerous re-reads of the above paragraph, much (metaphorical) head scratching, a lot of (literal) typing and deleting and the passing of the first two days of February, the above shall be the only post for Sunday, January 29.
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