The combination of residual adrenaline and watching ELEMENTARY apparently meant that I get to dream about nearly being shot by Sherlock Holmes, which jolted me awake enough that I spent an indeterminable time awake, in the dark, plotting my experiments for the next two weeks until my brain gave up and I went back to sleep and dreamed about being shuffled off to retake SAT II and how the math portion is now a subject test of STATISTICS which, even dreaming, I knew made no sense and was trying to reason with my own dream logic.
You know what I've never dreamed about? Ducks. Why can't I dream about ducks? I'm going to make a token effort from here on out to insert ducks into my dreams and will post when that is successful.
Also for the people who, in the past few months, have received random blank txts from me the current working hypothesis is that it's a result of a key lock (current phone not a flip phone / does not have retractable keyboard /does not have touch screen) only engaging when I go back to desktop and after certain number of seconds (so if I stick it in my bag before the keylock comes on...you get the idea) and I have been unable to find a way to change this setting so far. It is a work in progress. Like my life.
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