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Finally, yes, I think so.  Tired.  I have been crashing for hours.  Since noon, though really before.  It's almost 15:00.  Will be before I am tucked in and sleeping.  Water, I did have more.  Needed more.  Several days without really got to me.  There was coffee, but that doesn't handle thirst well.  It's, the way I use it, a way to get a bit of fat, a few calories, in.  And, maybe caffeine.

I've been dreaming, right here.  Women, again.  Lots of dreams.  I'll put up some music later?  Maybe.  Geeze.  As I said, I might be an apex predator.  But... women hunt me.  And... they really do.  Even in my dreams.  It's... just... with them... sometimes?  I don't mind.

Yes, dreams.  I would have gone to bed, but a new dream would pop.  Dangerous little creatures.  I don't even think they like us.  But that isn't... the point, or problem, or issue, or of any importance.  It has nothing to do with liking, even loving.  It is getting... what she needs, wants.

Oh, yes.  Dreams.  I'll... put some things up later.  Not... really for your edification.  Just to clear my mind of the rampant herd of mares raging through my psyche.  Uhrm, or... well... painting their pictures, anyway?  Something.  Later.