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OK, there’s a reason GOD lead someone to invent the snooze button. I hit mine until 8:30 am, only finally motivated by the chance of missing complimentary breakfast. It’s truly only 3:30 am which explains my slight unwillingness, but instant room-packet Irish breakfast coffee is marvelous, and marvelously inspiring. I stumble reluctantly toward the shower arguing with myself that clean is necessary and cold will help stimulate my synapses. Even better stimulation is hot water – and I’ve got some this morning!

Breakfast is a pleasant surprise of served buffet. I stock up and settle down, not sure what the day will bring. One fried egg, one triangular hash brown, brown bread and butter, broiled tomatoes, beans, orange juice, and an apple for later land and on my tray. I passed on the sausages and porridge – I’ll get to them tomorrow. The cozy nooks and café tables are nearly full, but I wander in deep and around a tight corner, up a stair or two, I find a sweet little corner with a lounger and side table to enjoy the fare. Though sweetly atmospheric, the old hotel filled with old upholstery and old book makes Benadryl a necessity, so another cup of coffee is in order.

Filled and caffeine-full of steam, I head off down Main Street. My plan is to stop into the pharmacy to find a smaller notebook – one that will handily fit in my child-size backpack. Didn’t find one, though. So, a block down I cross over and through light morning traffic, headed to a stationery store. No luck there, either. No panic, though. I still have a few pages left in the mini booklet gifted to me for last fall’s writing class, and I should be sufficiently busy not to have much not writing time, anyway. Next stop; JKB Festival office.