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I kept going and going, finally dropping like a well shot buffalo at about 13:30. I had almost hoped to make it to dinnertime, but that just was not going to happen. I thought to set my alarm, to be awake when it arrived. As I was reaching over to set the alarm, *bam, bam, bam*, dinner arrived. Yeah, that's pretty freaky. Don't remember sleeping. It was almost as close to being rude without actually being rude, as one can know. A straight shot from reaching over to set an alarm to being awaken by the reason you were going to SET the alarm. *bam, bam, bam* Again. Pajamas were on, but cap. I like having a cap on. Ah, there it was. Dinner was good. I think? No, yes, it was tasty.
However, I think I just saw my shadow, and the cats are looking eerily dangerous somehow. Daydreaming I am a mouse? Perhaps, or mindtwisting into that. I will set the alarm this time. I need to be on the road, I think, by... 3:00, or 5:00, or 7:00, or... something. I'll... look at my phone, if I can find it. Being this sleepy is almost as plush as that fog I can go through, but not quite. It's more like being well and truly tipsy compared to being off one's gourd with no chance at memory. Crazy, baby. More sleep. Good... night? Yep. Actually.
If you think your phone is charged, you could have a friend who you can contact online through the computer call you.
ReplyDeleteAs it turns out, my appointment isn't until the afternoon, somehow. I swear I have been keeping tabs on that, and thought it was in the morning. As it, it fits just about exactly with my waking schedule.
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