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There's beauty in the breakdown :: Thursday, August 26, 2004 :: I sense a lot of bodies lying around the auditorium floor during Hamlet rehearsal, because I was one of them today. I caught a lovely twenty minute nap and I was out cold. Just...gone. I remember waking up and seeing Jesse in the seat in front of me and thinking "Hmm...she was on stage last I remember." But, yeah. I felt good after that nap. And when I fell asleep on Jesse's shoulder.
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