Dreams can be great things, if you can manage to get them. I'm continuing my sleepless adventures in San Diego. With the odd sleep patterns that I keep lately, I'm not getting to the point where my mind is relaxed. Therefore, the dreams (or nightmares) are really not happening as they normally would. And it's time now for me to sleep, perchance to dream. Now that's the stuff dreams are made of. . . Cliche overload.
See ya.
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