I have a note from Sarah that I'm too sick to blog today.
It's not like the notes I gave to my teachers at Groves High School from my mother but, honest to God Sarah wrote it.
We're in the town of Westport where great things have happened but I'll have to tell you about them tomorrow.
I just got up from a 13 hour sleep ... something I'd never previously achieved.
It wasn't great sleep because I had hacking, coughing and spitting the whole time.
Sarah tried to kill me twice.
That's it.
Finishing my coffee and going back to bed.
I'm supposed to play with the boys in the band again tonight and got to get ready.
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