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sleep walking

Tuesday night, at 3 am, I pulled myself from a deep sleep, bolted out of bed and panically started looking for the hamster.

Apparently the hamster had not been fed for several days and I must feed it right now. I ran feverishly through several rooms before I finally woke up…

… and realized I don’t have a hamster.

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