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insomnia, it sucks when 4.45 isn't planning on coming any later. tuesday night worlds for the first time this year, managed to redirect the group up a steep climb they probably didn't want to go up. nobody wanted to say "nah, let's go north on flatter roads and sprint once for the town sign." instead it was a hard grind with the kids dictating the pace. the group shrunk to 4 after that and the rest were left to themselves going up a hill they would rather have avoided. good legs are good legs, not last up, not first either. probably avoid that ride, wasted too much waiting for more to show up, lost a good chunk sitting around waiting for stragglers, that won't happen again. rather chase to catch on than hangout making small talk and miss out on ridetime. keeping me awake right now, not the usual gnawing, new ones, bigger teeth that leave more of a mark than the other ones. i wish the octopus could wave a magic wand and make good change, keep it togther and make it better as it is. not the cryptic maze of parallel choices that lack any true solution, the ones that can solve the algorithm without a thought, tests that have the answers right next to the questions. rhythm that falls together, the pieces fit and there is a solution, not a postive or a negative but a real answer.