Aug 30
I got a really great night of sleep last night. I went to bed around 9 and probably didn’t make it until 9:30. I woke up about twice for one reason or another, but otherwise slept through till after 9am. It was great.
Tonight I’m paying for it. I’m alone for the weekend and apparently dreaming about clever home invaders who have enough sense to split up so I can’t climb out a back window.
I just want to sleep. Now I’m scared to. By the time I get over the dream, it’ll barely be worth falling back asleep before I have to get up for work.
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