Sleep, etc.
Its not even 10 am but I have been awake for 2 hours already on this, Tuesday, the day where I can sleep in.
Some odd shit was going on last night. I recall waking up multiple times, before surrendering again to my bed. Once I went to the bathroom, turned on the light, but realized, I didn’t have to pee. Another time I woke up, stood up, which is rather hard considering my bed is on the floor and I am 95% asleep, and then took a drink of water from the gallon jug on the floor. This required me to bend down and get it from the floor before picking it up again and putting it back down and then going back to the bed. The third is the most strange, I got up, removed my suit from where it had been hanging and tucked it back into my closet, for fear that I might spill something on it. Don’t ask.
That is to say nothing of the fact that I woke up with considerable sweat on my neck and collar area and took a stroll to the fan and stood there for a sec before wiping myself off with some laundry, which smelled.
And the night was topped off with dreams about a short-haired Lyndsey Vader who was disguising herself as someone else, no idea who.
I’m gonna be napping hard today at some point. Maybe right now even.














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