Dear Boat,
I like the idea of writing to you. And I would like to tell you that the week is over (more or less) and I am sitting on my living room floor and I don't have a million things that have to be done right this second. So I can write to you, and that is nice. I hope that my body will now begin to de-zombify itself, because that's the scariest thing when the world goes crazy and it's harder to keep up. But now it's time for a break. Sort of. I think I shall start it off by going to bed disgustingly early.
Goodnight Boat.
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