I just had a full-on sob fest due to hearing Death Cab's Follow You into the Dark on motherfucken SCRUBS.
There's been some stress going on in here (and by "here") I mean my brain). I need to relax. Um. I need to learn to relax. I think I may be afraid to, though. When we sleep, we are resting and relaxing, awash in whatever our subconscious plays out via dreams. My dreams were mares for a Very Long Time and of late, I'm afraid to dream.
This has turned into a squishy introspective, so I'm going to leave you with this:
Make silly faces in a mirror (or with a kind soul) until you laugh so hard you pee a little.
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