October 24, 1990
1. Now sleep.
2. The time between sleep and real, those few seconds of absolute, almost conscious fluidity…
It’s what I’ve come to depend on.
Like you.
3. When I wake up on accident from a deep, deep sleep,
And move and stretch involuntarily,
I cannot remember my positioning.
Then I think about it.
Then I’m awake.
Shit, of course: It’s Monday
Rats.
The park's closed. The shivering mouse out front shoulda told ya [Sad]
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