baku eat my dreams
It's 5am in Dublin. I was awoken by another of those awesome nightmares I am prone to. This time though, to my absolute horror, it broke all my rules. It was not 3 am, I was not sleeping on my back, I was not overly tired, nor ill, and I even mumbled my nightly looney "leave me alone" goodnight prayer. So, maybe this is all in my head?
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