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I've been sleeping alot. More than normal. And although I list sleep as a hobby I enjoy doing, when all I do is sleep, it rises concerns.
With sleep comes dreams: anything from a wierd funeral to ghosts, to my brother.
Those who have had the pleasure of sharing a room with me, regardless of the situation, know that I talk in my sleep. When I dated John back in the late 90's, I talked about John and Kathy having a party. In the morning he teased me: "John and Kathy are having a party".
Last night I'm sure I screamed out my brothers name.
Tomarrow is going to SUCK. MAJOR. BALLS. And all I want to do is sleep.
With sleep comes dreams: anything from a wierd funeral to ghosts, to my brother.
Those who have had the pleasure of sharing a room with me, regardless of the situation, know that I talk in my sleep. When I dated John back in the late 90's, I talked about John and Kathy having a party. In the morning he teased me: "John and Kathy are having a party".
Last night I'm sure I screamed out my brothers name.
Tomarrow is going to SUCK. MAJOR. BALLS. And all I want to do is sleep.