passed out early, tired from work and nothing in particular. i have a three day weekend in which to forget life as a serf, which after all isn't so much physically oppressive as spiritually deadening (which was always the point i think). woke up, it's 3am, just had a weird but wonderful dream. in it for some reason my life in high school was
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also, my minutes are free at 3am. feel free to share the existential nightsweats.
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