Everyone I could talk to is asleep. Or should be asleep.
If they aren't asleep, any conversation that could be had would involve me feeling guilty for keeping them up so late, and them insisting that they'd be up anyway, and me not believing them.
Or the conversation would swerve dangerously close to "heartfelt feelings talk" territory.
As a matter of fact, the conversation would only be happening today for one of us.
For them, it's already tomorrow.
But for me, it's still today. And I still have to do the stairs.
I've got to ignore the temptation of the green robots somehow.
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