Saturday, November 08, 2008

Blurred reality and fitful sleep.

Blurred reality and fitful sleep.

My sinuses start acting up whenever I sleep under the aircon, and sleep inevitably comes in fitful spurts. B was also kept up by the fajitas we he made for dinner, which were doing a Mexican dance in his stomach. I ended up dreaming of him being sick, and waking up to a boyfriend in pain. Too weird.

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