Cozzie nails it with his greeting to me as I returned home today.
Long sleepless night. Not totally without sleep, but quite intermittent and not at all productive. Stranged dreams, truly strange dreams, and I recall most of them. I never once slipped below the threshold of lucidity into deep sleep.
Binge drinking night, I expect odd dreams: don’t recall a one from Sonday night. No drinking at all on Muhnday and over the rainbow wyrd-as-fuck seemingly psychedelic fueled WTF?s that kept bringing me back to the surface asking, “now what the hell pulled that out of the archives and warped it to hell and back?” Because a lot of the dreams were based in memories from the highschool years, mostly people and things, but with a decidedly modern hinge involved.
I even woke up at one point saying, outloud, ‘Y’all gotta get the fuck out of my head!’. Was feeling quite crowded upstairs last night.
And I paid for it today. My brain was not running on its best today. Even with an injection of High Octane Caffinated beverage, I was running about 85%,,, And by 3,,, total zombification. Even now, at home, with a couple of cuppas in me, still feeling beat down.
And thank the small gods that I have no need of the water service by county. Its not on still. Home to late to make the call and complain, and that whole ‘we have three days to fulfill the turn on’,,,, My water here at my small hovel is just fine. I only want the water on over at the trailer so I can do laundry, and I have enough to get through another week if need be. Won’t come to that, has options, just burnin’ my butt that such ineptitude is a common denominator around here.
ANybullocks,,, its late-ish, I’m beat to tatters, my brain is starting to whine like a galled bearing, and shower time calls.
Love y’all
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