My Lady Carey's Dump(s)

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Undistinguished warm Saturday. Still sore from Thursday's marathon. Throat sore as well, with gucky sinuses. Clocks spring forward tonight. Have finished two memoirs of childhood, Are You My Mother? and Ake: the years of childhood, which somehow leave me flattened out. Over-reading is indeed like overeating, and I seem to have done both this weekend.

Oh well. Cooler tomorrow,