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rejectomorph ([personal profile] rejectomorph) wrote2023-08-03 06:49 am

Reset Forty-Nine, Day Seventy-One

Nap I think had Wednesday night disarranged, or deranged, or something like that. I found an assortment of leftovers for dinner, so there is now more room in the refrigerator. I had hoped to get some fresh groceries this week but none of the markets has good sale items I want. Since I need stuff, I'll have to pay regular prices for a lot of it. Last week two stores had quite a few things I'd have liked to get, but I wasn't ready to get them. Now I am quite piqued at both the stores and myself.

My after dinner nap, which ended just after midnight, brought an interesting dream that I was sure I'd remember, but it wasn't long before it vanished from my mind, details first. Now I can't even remember the subject. Maybe it will come again, though I doubt it. I'm quite sure it contained the solutions to all my problems, and the secret to happiness. I'm also pretty sure you only get that once.

Tired.