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And that completely describes my situation. I started sleeping half as much as usual this Senior year, and now when I try to think back on certain events, everything just gets fuzzy.
And I’m not thinking of a time of cats galore, I’m talking about a fuzzed-up memory, that drops names, throws out faces, and trashes my favorite lines from past conversations that I was supposed to treasure for a while longer.

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