It's 7:30.
Alex is asleep.
John is at a hockey game.
There are no chores to be done.
I have the whole evening to myself.
I can do anything I want. The night is young and it's all mine baby!
Sadly, the only thing that sounds appealing is to curl up in bed with a book until I pass out. That will probably happen at 8:30.
God, I've gotten so boring.
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