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Last night I had a minor nightmare about suddenly being drug tested at work.

Thing is, I smoked before bed.

Worse, this nightmare opened a can of worms of anxiety over potentially texting Megan too much and possibly weirding out Edna.

So I am crawling back into myself in hopes whatever perceived damage heals itself, then I can try pursuing those two social avenues again.

Chris S.
Anomalist, esperantist, cyclist, typist, dodecaphile, ailurophile, and oneiromancer. Chris lives near the shore with his wife, cats, and the Jersey Devil in his backyard.

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