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Box Cards, 2010

Darkness as the day draws its own curtains.  Retire to the warm comfort of bed. Radio alarm clock set to rise early. Select FM radio station at random. Sleep beckons, calls and takes over………. The click and hum of sound. First words of the day enter my ears.  Mushy sleep-brain. Lean out of bed, eyes barely open. Grab pen and pad and write. One line, one snippet. A conversation, a song, a monologue, a report. One month. Many snoozes. More lie-ins.