Dreaming You’re Awake
What little I managed to sleep last night, I spent dreaming about being exactly where I was, in the room where I was sleeping, in the house that I was in, waiting for the meeting that I spent the day in today. I find that kind of dream exhausting; you spend the night thinking you’re awake, only to find out you’re not, but perhaps you may as well have been, for all the activity you undertook. Between the jet lag, the decongestants, and everything else, it was a pretty non-restful night. But today has been miraculously productive; here’s hoping tomorrow continues the trend.
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