I gave up trying to be productive and let the city take over for a bit. Slept so hard I woke up feeling like a brick—just stayed still for a few minutes while L.A. buzzed quietly outside my window. Not really restful, more like my body finally said, “Nope, you’re done,” and locked me out of my own hustle. So yeah, if you need me, I’ll be here pretending that lying down is some sort of achievement.

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