Sleep Journal - 190115 - Fairge Anma

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15 January 2019

Craig crossed the distance between office door and desk, slapped the folder in his hand down on top of the stack already waiting on his desk, and dropped into the chair behind the desk. He spun himself around to open the laptop.

She hadn't been there.

First lecture he gives in the course and it's first one she misses. It wasn't fair.

The sign-in screen loaded. Craig input name and password.

He really wanted to hear what she had to say, get her opinion of his lecture. She had a unique perspective, fresh, off-beat. More folklore than science but the way she approached it was almost logical.

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