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I got up around 830, spent the morning and afternoon lolling around the house reading Murakami's Underground, which is really good - so many different people with stories that vary but have certain harrowing details in common. It's about the sarin gas attack on the Tokyo subway in 1995. It's scary and sad. I read for a few hours and am about halfway through the book. I haven't gotten to the most lethal attack yet: they were all carried out around the same time, within a few minutes, but for various reasons one killed eight people.

After I did my meds (2 drops in each eye, lie there with eyes closed for a few minutes, then turn on side, put 4 drops in 1 ear, cover with cotton, remain for at least 15 minutes), I fell asleep in bed, the kind of sleep where you don't even know you're out of it, you think you're just lying there with your eyes closed. Then people come by and wake you up and your response is: "huh?"

Now I'm awake (nominally) and heading off to Target to buy stuff that will be sent to my grandmother.

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