I’ve been sleeping like the dead lately. The kind of sleep that I usually only get when my subconscious is putting in serious overtime working to make order out of the chaos of my thoughts. I’ve been out like a light and waking up late with that sense of, “aHa! So that’s what that means!” But I have no freaking idea what conclusion my mind came to during sleep. For all I know I dreamed of flower arranging or shoe polishing or the answer to interstellar space travel. If only I could remember!
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