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Woke last night to the sound of thunder

How far off I sat and wondered
Started whistling a tune from 1962

Then the older dog jumped on the bed and tried to climb on top of me. She really doesn’t like storms. The puppy seemed to take it well. This was midnight. I’d had a good 2 hours sleep but could not convince myself to get up for a much needed all nighter. Instead I fell into a deep, deep sleep and woke at 5am to rise at 5:30. At least I’m consistently pre 6am now.

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