i like being nomadic, adapting to different environments.
i spent the last two nights on couches and it felt more natural than sleeping in my own bed.
i've come to the conclusion that Alisha is right. the Mann family must have gypsy ancestry.
last night i dreamt i was at a gas station and somebody pulled the gas pump into the backseat of the car, spraying gasoline all over the inside of the windshield and dashboard.
other segments of my dream were anxiety ridden social interactions. i guess the theme was stressful relationships and it was uncomfortable so i don't want to explain it.
oh, also. it's been raining for something like four days straight and it's beginning to feel like the sun no longer exists.
and in other news, baby is still not born.
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