At eight o'clock, I had just written less than 100 words, and somehow I fell asleep in bed, as if the exhaustion of work, writing, and housework for more than a month had completely sprung up, and I ended up sleeping until now. It's too late to write tomorrow

Hand hit...... Hand hit......

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