I had a dream last night that I was in a mental hospital.  I had a room to myself and I didn't have to see anyone.  It was so relaxing.  It was filthy, though, so after a few days (or possibly weeks) I decided to clean it. 

I wish I could get good and sick so I could skip work. 

I think I'll take a shower and then walk to Cumberland Farms (convenience store/gas station) for eggs.  The walk will make me feel better.  Or maybe vice/versa, walk then shower.  And stop eating the coffee nudges.  *slaps own hand!*  Chocolates before breakfast are not good for you, Derien. 

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Wow, were you the kindly inmate that helped me escape from the mental hospital I dreamed was I was in last night?

Although I think macaroni and cheese and an inner tube also helped.
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