nearly 2:00. a belly full of ice-cream, brownies, sauces and seconds, and my head scheming even as it laughs the night's laughter a second time around.
i should at least go through the motions and pretend that i'll sleep tonight.
and dream of red wine, or of crepes and baths, or of the new dolphin vibrating toy that my friend bought herself today, or of the adventures of strangers in dark rooms and public spaces. dream of dreaming. dream of waking and failing to make tomorrow day # 3 without caffeine.
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