Thank you, subconscious, bored now, heard this all before. ~sigh~
So I barely got any sleep because the dreams in which I'm dying are categorically not the best I've ever had. I've had a text off
And Libera give me the shivers because they sound like the theme tunes for all those wonderful children's programmes I was talking about this week. Which for some obscure reason is making me cry. Eh.
We now return you to your regular scheduled, and that. There's no point going on about last night.
"Standing alone in the light
You could see her cry
With a smile and a wink
And a sparkle in her eyes
She calmly sighed, I will be all right..."
E.
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