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There are some things that you definitely don't expect to wake up to at four-something in the morning. One of these things, at least for me, is a giant stuffed frog. Usually, said frog is on top of a large pile of stuffed animals and the occasional doll, hanging from the ceiling in a hammock over my bed. At some point last night, one of the hooks that held it up came out of the ceiling.
And the strangest part of all this wasn't that there were suddenly a bunch of stuffed animals and such in and beside my bed. No, for me at least, the strangest part was my first thought when I realized what that giant plushy thing beside me was. What kind of story is this? I swear, for a moment I wondered if I'd wandered into a weird story. My first thought wasn't dream it was story. And as soon as I realized this, I was like, Wait, what?! Yes, even I can be surprised at the way my brain travels. Admittedly, not many people are perfectly coherent when the first wake up, but still!
And the strangest part of all this wasn't that there were suddenly a bunch of stuffed animals and such in and beside my bed. No, for me at least, the strangest part was my first thought when I realized what that giant plushy thing beside me was. What kind of story is this? I swear, for a moment I wondered if I'd wandered into a weird story. My first thought wasn't dream it was story. And as soon as I realized this, I was like, Wait, what?! Yes, even I can be surprised at the way my brain travels. Admittedly, not many people are perfectly coherent when the first wake up, but still!