2 nights in a row, nightmares crafted so perfectly as to enable them to haunt me all day long, so twistedly that all comfort has left my bed. Poking me in all the right spots, tearing me apart. I am SO not going back to sleep tonight. They're to do with Grampa, maybe because we're burying him Mother's Day weekend. (I know, not my choice either
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