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Mirrored from the latest entry in Daron's Guitar Chronicles.

I managed to sleep a few more hours after that. Get tired enough and no matter how fucked up my life is and I will always beat insomnia eventually. It’s not always convenient when I do, but it wasn’t like I was on a schedule right then.

“Hey,” Ziggy said when we were halfway through breakfast (lunch?) at the place he liked.

“Hey,” I said back. It might have been the first thing we said that day. “Sorry, has my head been up my ass?”