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One in the morning; Again. I couldn’t sleep when I was a kid at night. My parents got quickly tired of the routine. I did too. Late night TV saved both of us. Becoming the slayer does not help the sleeping schedule, but now I can write for the worst of them…
Four in the morning; Almost. Two vamps tonight. Two monsters dusted.
Six in the morning; Alive. The hunger is alive, my mind is elated, my body is kicking.
Another day is welcoming Faith...
~*~
