barely any sleep last night. around two thirty I clobbered at the light switches, angry and frustrated. A wicked man showed up in my dream, trying to keep me down, locked up. I put off making my crafts because it was sunny outside, and boy did i pay for it. Procrastination is horrible. A wicked man in fact.
Carol, warm milk at night? Never feel guilty for being outdoors. hmm....
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