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My day was about lesson planning for two of my beginner students. Crafting their lessons took unusually long because my night was not something a sane individual would want to cherish in their lingering thoughts. These early morning awakenings make me as mad as a sack of frogs. I wouldn't be surprised if I croaked - or spoke like Kermit the Frog - instead of uttering coherent sentences one morning. Anyway, back to lesson plan crafting: I enjoyed it despite my insomnia's inhibiting factor, hoping my students would find my classes helpful.

When I completed the plans, I took Abby for her afternoon walk. Since the weather was unusually mild, I thought I could take a longer jovial jaunt with her. With this thought-to-be-perfect concept in my mind, I walked confidently until we reached the first crossing. I looked at Abby to check how she was and saw this fatigue oozing out of her eyes. She was begging me not to continue the "journey", so I had to call it quits and take her back home. Well, right after returning home, both of us lost consciousness and fell into a coma-like kip. I quite enjoyed it, though.

Waking up from this late afternoon slumber, my peckish self rushed me to the kitchen to prepare a cheese sandwich. While my brain was booting, my jaw was dancing rhythmically, and all I could think was my non-alcoholic cold beer after the Tai Chi set. I still need to figure out why my system craves such an unusual beverage. I haven't downed a beer for twenty years, so this inner alarm to grab a pint is unusually surprising. It might be attributed to vitamin B deficiency or some other ingredient my body needs. I wonder what's next?

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