I can't sleep and I can't do anything productive. My mind keeps wandering to the three hour conversation I just had with BGF (Best Guy Friend, Big Greek Friend---whatevs).
Fuuuuuuuck.
Either I'm making a mountain out of a molehill, or only outrageous situations can come of this (and certainly a blog post or twelve). Past Tense, I know you're grinning.
More on this at a later time...
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Sorry I overlooked that last text. As much as I feel for you and your insomnia -- you know I'm in that same damn boat -- I'm happy that yours is productive. Ive been staring blankly at walls, contemplating air.
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