I'm not terribly pleased with my sleep cycle. Tonight I got my 4 hours and dreamt vividly. My shrink,the brilliant doc Kronkite, told me to remember my dreams and listen to what they say. Well doc, I dreamed about bowling balls. Everywhere I looked there was a bowling ball in someone's hand. I looked down at my hands; TWO bowling balls were stuck in each hand. I shook 'em vigorously, but the darn balls wouldn't drop. Then I was at my computer, writing. But I couldn't, 'cause I had a bowling ball in each hand. A nightmare is what it was doc.
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