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rejectomorph) wrote2023-01-30 04:39 am
rejectomorph) wrote2023-01-30 04:39 am
Reset Forty-Seven, Day Sixty-One
My Sunday evening nap was a failure. I just couldn't get to sleep. It might be that my brain hamster has been hibernating and is now waking up, and will insist that I stay awake more too. Anyway now I'm ready to go to sleep, and it is very very cold. Sunday morning I got to go to sleep listening to the rain, but this morning there is only this chilly silence. Except when the furnace goes on, of course. Then I hear the sound of money burning. That's depressing, even though I get temporarily less cold.
I wish I'd thought to fix a snack and some cocoa. I'm too tired now.
Soothing bedtime solo piano music. Le Jardin de Monsieur Monet, by Stephan Moccio. The visuals get a bit creepy, but the sound is nice.
I wish I'd thought to fix a snack and some cocoa. I'm too tired now.
Soothing bedtime solo piano music. Le Jardin de Monsieur Monet, by Stephan Moccio. The visuals get a bit creepy, but the sound is nice.