This is not today's official post. This is a product of my profound frustration with lying in bed for hours and nothing happening because I do not wish to dream of being raped by a younger, chubbier Richard Gere again. (last night. true story. at least the dreaming part)
I'm just trying to write a little bit to get my head out of the way so maybe I can get some sleep, but I find I have nothing to say. Unusual for me.
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