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D just texted me to say it's just after midnight and time for bed.
It's about 21 hours since he had to get up to drive me to the airport. Luckily he went back to sleep (with Gary snuggles) after he got back home.
I'm at my parents' now, it's just after 6pm, I've spent the last four or so hours helping pack (ah the two genders: bubble-wrapping kitchen stuff and also helping my dad carry stuff too big and heavy for him to drag up from the basement himself).
I had a nap on the plane, but I have been awake most of those 21 hours. And thanks to the usual combination of my chronic insomnia and Gary, I got only two hours of broken sleep before that.
I feel fine now. Just kinda curious about what it's gonna be like when all this catches up with my bodymind.