And just woke up at 8:30. AM your time PM our time. -___- Crap. So much for getting acclimated. That was some serious sleep, I just had like a trilogy of full length dreams.
And one wasn’t very good. It was about conversations that I know I’ll have when I get back to America. One’s about what happened while I was gone. One’s that I only care about in my dreams. The emotion that I’ve killed in my consciousness comes alive in my dreams. It’s fine, I’m awake now, could care less, and some 肌肉麵包 will make it all better.