...to carry on again
I got 2 hours of sleep. Fuck. I almost drifted immediately into dreams that was weird. I was in my mind house, flopped back up at the ceiling. And talking to myself and something happened. And I talked all night -read 2 hours maybe 3- irl, and then I was woke up by my phone blowing up.
Jeez.
I'm ok though. It was bittersweet and quiet and I needed a chill dream. Oh and the Satan cat was trying to eat my son's cat. That part got me out of bed. Lame.
I had 12 notifications that tried to come through all at once. Fun times. I don't know why my phone thinks I need to know jackshit when I'm sleeping.
Anyway
Yeah
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