So while I was whacked out of course I dreamed. I fell asleep with the thermometer in my mouth, and then…
I’ve shown up at Jody’s, “ready” for our art day. Problem is I’m in my nightshirt, housecoat, and the thermometer is in my mouth. But I’m ready to make art! I have that sheepish “how’d I get here half naked” feeling you get in dreams, and try to throw on some pants before Jody notices the state I’m in (yeah, right!). She’s suggesting we draw cartoons because they can be really neat when you’re kind of hallucinating, like me.
…After more than 48 hours of mostly sleeping, I’ve been awake all day. time to fix that. good nite.