1:37AM: I’m currently typing this while laying in bed listening to a repetitious but relaxing house band manipulating Dr Seuss style instruments play me off to sleep as the Sandman slowly buries me, shovel by shovel. Looking directly up at my ceiling imagining im at the bottom of a pool letting out air and watching the schools of bubbles flutter to the surface like funny little jellyfish made out of The Terminator liquid metal.
the music gets more distinct and layered and it starts to creep me out that its only in my head.
this is why i dont drink or use drugs outside of the very occasional Benadryl, which im on right now. my brain cant handle the sparkle magic Peace Farm daffodil field vortex of cupcake pizza beautiful…
theres much to do when the time offers opportunity and the privilege of always and yet at this moment indeed.
*keeps mumbling and slowly closes laptop before final sand shovels cover face* /end
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