Sleep Journal - 190114 - Fairge Anma

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Sleep Journal
14 January 2019

I headed for the library after leaving my classmates. I like libraries. Oases of quiet and calm. Fortresses of knowledge buttressed with the wisdom of ages.

Or the folly of sages.

I've always had to go over new information immediately to set it properly in my mind. While my memory is fresh, I can expand the notes I made in the moment. I can remember exactly what my preceptor said and how it was said. I can find the gaps still remaining in my understanding, and figure out how to find the answers.

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