guten morgen!

Somehow yesterday I was transformed into this half-a-pack-a-day smoke coming out of my ears no sleep till Brooklyn type of narcissist. After that wine induced night I woke in my bed after a series of bizarre dreams -- like, I was tripping on mushrooms on my old campus, a ridiculously heavy backpack strapped to myself, and all of my middle school nemeses were there -- pissed at myself for leaving the window open again because my throat hurts and the fan was already on. I'm a sucker for listening to storms as I try to fall asleep but I'm forgetting we're punching into fall and summer is long gone. My sufficient enough weekend was bumped up to a 4-day weekend yesterday when office manager Betty called me to say they were closing the Arts Center because of (potential) power outages. I'm feeling lazy and thin this morning, sleep gunk half gluing my eyelids shut, hands shaking like a wino's would. My room needs to be cleaned, it's vomiting itself up again. I'm trapped inside a toddler who can't hold his animal crackers... so I guess I have something to do today.