datura

Okay okay okay! Just got back from the desert, everything coated in chalky playa dust, hair dreaded from dust storms and a total disregard for my hairbrush. At my computer checking out the new SG's when I hear pounding drums carrying along the wind into my window. Crook my neck to hear better and it sounds like death metal playing live in the park. Hop...
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Ey yey yey! Sometimes my alarm goes off again and again, screaming its electonic wailing voice into my sleeping ears. My hand blindly reaches out for its head, trying to smash into oblivion with the SNOOZ button. Of course, I intend to simply catch another fifteen minutes of zzzz's, but sometimes I 'snooz' that clock for hours, especially if I am stuck in my dreams....
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Ahhhhhhhhhhh Sunday. Yes, Sunday, the day of napping and laying around reading, EXCEPT I have so much to do, for Monday follows. I've often hated Sundays. The world seems to shut down and there's so little to do at times. The humans seem to bunker down, trying to squeeze every relaxing drop they can out of the day before Monday comes crashing in with a...
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I'm up late...again. It's that endless cycle since I was a wee one. I can't sleep, so I'm up all night screwing around, or reading, or trying to catch up on my work. It's me and the stars for company, glittering overhead, except I can't see them because of this thing called a 'roof.' I wish my bedroom had a huge clear skylight so I...
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