102nd day sober. I woke up at 4. Yesterday had been pretty tiring. I packed up a big thing, called a pipet puller, to go to England. That plus a bunch of other things makes for a big load.
I got some practice in, and worked on higher notes and on tone. I'm not sure what's going on, whether it's fatigue or over-thinking things and tensing up, so I just did what I could to try to train out the problems, with a little success.
So after coffee and vitamins etc I headed out and did my drop-offs, picked up packing stuff on the way back and hit up the blackberry patch again because it's a matter of get 'em when I can because I won't be picking any more until Saturday at least.
Ken came by and wrote out my check and we BS'd for a while. It actually ended up more than a while because it was past midnight when Ken left.
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