Friggin morning. Woke up after a disturbing 6 hours of sleep, and it's friggin cold. Sniffling like. Maybe Campbell's cream of mushroom soup is good idea. Had furtive dreams like. It's all mixed up now (fading into the ether like) but there's a bit with my mom innit looking through my stuff, and I just know I was masking my horror with a chirrupy
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