It really depends on what I eat the night before, but lately I've been having some bizarro dreams. Like, really bizarre. To make matters worse, it always seems like my dream version of family and friends have a constant (and usually opposite) personality. For example, my little sister is usually always pregnant, my husband usually has one or two extra girlfriends and is quite the ladies man (much to my chagrin), and my mom is always trying to make me sick. Much like last night, after I ended up in a hospital/concert hall, sick with a severe case of ulcerative colitis. For some reason, my mom thought is was a brilliant idea to take me down to the 47 floor basement and let me hear the horrors of pain-killer free surgery in an attempt to cure me. This was achieved by first riding down a 3 ft by 3 ft elevator (that somehow fit a toilet AND my hospital bed) and then giving me a gluten laced chocolate chip cookie to make it all better. Thanks mom.
In short, I didn't really sleep much last night. Can you tell?
In short, I didn't really sleep much last night. Can you tell?
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