Sunday Night. Weekend Over.

11:37 p.m.

I wonder how many 11:37 p.m.’s I’ve experienced in my life?

Too many.

Not nearly enough.

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  • And I've experienced a few too many 4:24 a.m.'s…

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  • Leif Sr.

    Now that you're a half-century you've experienced quite a few. The last several years I've slept through most of my 11:37's, maybe out of necessity or, well, maybe I'm just getting old.

  • arlywn

    I think I like the 1:30 am's better. Its so calm and peaceful then.