by now, it's clear that my body hates me. waking up at 7am is not exactly how I planned to spend this Sunday (before an 8+ hour drive). I wish this was a once in a while occurrence, but it seems my brain doesn't ever want to sleep anymore. I need a non hotel bed, a dark room, a small puppy, and 18 hours of snooze time.
help!
(photo: bar in the East Village - B Side)
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