I can't sleep. But when I do, I sleep tangled up in seven different blankets, with a space heater as tall a five-year-old blasting in the basement of my best friend's house that my crack pot family is house sitting for a lengthy string of months. We're living here pretending to fix up our actual house so we can pretend that we'll put it on the
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