A bit more disorganization, a bit more roving, a bit less cogent, a bit more like this.

one twenty-three in the year two thousand and eight at eight fifty-three in the morning... it was three-twenty on the twenty-first day of the first month when... do you recall, one day past a score in January at five to nine... one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, count to ten, breathe... now three weeks into the two thousand and eighth year... fifty-eight past nine am nearly february but not quite, before noon but after the sunrise sitting or standing when you came in and lasting until you were done is when you interrupted me.

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