Reset Forty-One, Day Fourteen

Monday I got back to getting too little sleep, with a brain hamster session lasting about two hours before I gave up and got up. Then it was feeling the day gradually heat up to discomfort level and beyond, and then for dinner I tried to eat an entire can of chili beans and found that I can't anymore. In the future (assuming there is one) I'll have to remember to save half a can for another meal. Soon I'll probably be eating little bird-portions of everything. You know how when your arm or foot goes to sleep and you try move it and then get the feeling that it's dead before it suddenly starts an unpleasant tingling? Yeah. My brain feels like that, except the tingling is replaced by a dull, low grade ache.

I keep nodding off, so I'm going to go to bed, and be well out of consciousness while I sleep. It's the thing I want to do most anymore. Aside from listening to music anyway. I wish I could do both at once.

Here is Luca Stricagnoli on two guitars (one augmented with extra strings) playing the Guns n' Roses song "Sweet Child o' Mine." I never really liked the band, and had ambiguous feelings about the song, but I really like this version. I hope to dream about it, though I won't remember doing so.

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