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I can't figure out if I'm tired or not. I think I slept four hours at some point last night. Surely, I did. I can't really remember any of it, though.
Maybe because it's the first time I've slept without dreams in the past two weeks. Such strange dreams. The nights are so goddamned long. It sweeps over me before I even realize the sun is shining, and lingers.. and lingers.. and lingers..
I also can't decide if I'm cold. I feel a shiver, like the outermost layer of skin is tired of pretending.
The house is completely quiet except for the loud smack of an occasional spanking from a room in the back. Bob would appreciate this.
I just feel so content right now. Is this what it feels like? I'm not faking happiness, I'm not dwelling in misery, I just am. And that's just fine.
Maybe because it's the first time I've slept without dreams in the past two weeks. Such strange dreams. The nights are so goddamned long. It sweeps over me before I even realize the sun is shining, and lingers.. and lingers.. and lingers..
I also can't decide if I'm cold. I feel a shiver, like the outermost layer of skin is tired of pretending.
The house is completely quiet except for the loud smack of an occasional spanking from a room in the back. Bob would appreciate this.
I just feel so content right now. Is this what it feels like? I'm not faking happiness, I'm not dwelling in misery, I just am. And that's just fine.