There’s not much to be said for waking up in the night and being unable to go back to sleep - not because you’re worried or sad but just because you can’t turn off your brain. And there’s not much to be said for having friends who live in a different time zone. But when you have a friend 8 hours away who checks her email as frequently as an unpublished author waiting to hear from a publisher, and that friend likes to play Scrabble as much as you do, you’re quids in.
The Aging Hippie and I usually “chat” non-stop during our online games, but last night at 2.30 a.m. we had a calm and quiet game and afterwards I managed to get back to sleep. Thank you, AH. It was just the ticket. And as you didn’t know the word, here is a trug:
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