The Sun is rising a beautiful, bright, lemon yellowy rise...
And mad, mad, Mona is STILL awake.
For preventative measures (and the fact that Saturday morning TV sucks), I have taken an 800 ibuprofen to assist in my acquisition of drowsiness and/or sleep.
Last night was the most consecutive time I have spent doing something that I enjoy in months. Perhaps, I'm overstimulated? Not wanting it to end? Clinging on to it before it becomes lost in the fuzzy funk my mind can often wallow and linger in?
And mad, mad, Mona is STILL awake.
For preventative measures (and the fact that Saturday morning TV sucks), I have taken an 800 ibuprofen to assist in my acquisition of drowsiness and/or sleep.
Last night was the most consecutive time I have spent doing something that I enjoy in months. Perhaps, I'm overstimulated? Not wanting it to end? Clinging on to it before it becomes lost in the fuzzy funk my mind can often wallow and linger in?
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