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Thursday, Nov. 29, 2001 - 9:29 P.M.

Grand Central Station


I don't sleep real well these days. I'm very restless, and my hot flashes have greatly impacted on my lack of deep sleep. Lately, with increasing frequency, I have been waking up alone in bed. I hate that, and many times I think that just his being gone is why I wake up. No matter how quietly he tries to leave, I will wake up, and realize he's gone. He used to say that he had trouble sleeping and didn't want his restlessness to keep me awake. But I don't believe him anymore. Something else has been happening lately, and it is really getting on my nerves.

Sometime in the wee hours of the morning, long before the sun rises and WAY before I would normally be awake, I am blasted awake by the sound of a locomotive, and it is so loud it is as if it's right in my room. Horrible ruckus. The saddest thing, as you may have guessed, is that the sound emanates from moi. Yes. I snore. In such a way that I drive MOTH out of the room. And now, I even wake myself up.

Someone buy me a gun.

Ok, let's do the tally...

I am 44. I am short. I am fat. I am losing my hair. I have bifocals. I am menopausal.

About all that's missing right now is a good case of the gout.


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