It is 2217 and am off to bed. To Dream World. I pray.
These sounds are loud and obnoxious. In both ears.
Something really ugly and bad. The dizziness has me spinning in my brain cells.
I suspect a wee bit of delirium has settled in.
Have taken PM medications and am now prepared for rest. I hope.
He-Who-Touched-My-Brain, did not call. He did not let me down. I will speak with him come morning.
Speaking of which, I will be visiting with Sir Dude at 1145 in the morn.
Riding the short bus. I thank Great Spirit for Hart Plus. My Special Bus.
Enough said. Off to bed. I feel as if I am losing my head.
Good Night then. Sleep tight. I connect with you all then
Love. Peace. All Around Mother Earth. Please.
Me, and all of I
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