Perhaps a bottle of very weak wine wasn't the absolute best way to handle the day. It felt good. It tasted fantastic. Some fizzy, sweet white Riesling thing that was on sale. Not Boone's Farm cheap, and maybe slightly more alcoholic, and all I really wanted.
The physical pain is hitting me, now. Had an hour and a half overtime. I opted out of breaks, because I didn't want to have to go twice as fast after returning. I kept a nice steady pace. Then the store was packed with people. I have no idea where all these people come from. How can there be that many people in such a tiny little area?
I'm not thinking now. That's the beauty of this. I'm just not thinking. It's great. I recommend it.
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