Three months into my planned eight. Observation #1: Dreaming like a mother fucker. Did I not at all, for 20+ years?! Now I'm waking up going "what, the, fuck, was THAT?". Observation #2: will I ever sleep past 7:30am again?! And the going to bed earlier to compensate has NOT kicked in yet...
Something about the simplicity of this short piece, and the nostalgia of my own experience with bad kids and doing bad kid things that makes this particularly affecting for me. Loved it.
Three months into my planned eight. Observation #1: Dreaming like a mother fucker. Did I not at all, for 20+ years?! Now I'm waking up going "what, the, fuck, was THAT?". Observation #2: will I ever sleep past 7:30am again?! And the going to bed earlier to compensate has NOT kicked in yet...
I’ve done quits before and the return of dreaming is the best part. Mine have been bonkers.
Something about the simplicity of this short piece, and the nostalgia of my own experience with bad kids and doing bad kid things that makes this particularly affecting for me. Loved it.
Thanks for reading Daniel.
He died bearing what his dad couldn't or wouldn't. I'm glad he had you.
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