At this point, my brain is so full of information that I feel physically numb. I may be able to recite more about America during the 1960’s than I can about myself. That knowledge is cushioned with some tennis mantras that I am attempting to remember, and there seems to be no room left for a real in-depth slice today. In order to follow my theme, I have to share what I learned about myself today, and that is that my brain’s limit grows nearer as sleep takes over.

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