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Beautiful morning. Birds tweeting, sun gently caressing my eyes, drool collecting in a little pool under my lips. A perfect night, fully-rested, long, beautiful sleep—
I jerked awake and looked at the clock.
AAAAAAH!
I’d totally missed it! Slept right through and missed it. Ate my bún with vermicelli, slurped up the happy little tapioca balls at the bottom of my almond milk tea, dressed in warm clothes to go meet Halli on the train from Munich to the Alps, then sleepily tucked myself into bed.
And forgot to set a single alarm.
Stupid! Aaaaah! What must Halli think? She probably tried and tried to reach me last night, and I was too busy dreaming. What an i***t. What a useless excuse for a scientist. Can’t even stay awake for an experiment of this magnitude? I don’t deserve to go to
