Cup of Coffee: August 9, 2021
The Mets' bad week, the horribleness of meal planning, Hobo King Packy Naughton, my 115th dream, and the death of my childhood crush.
Good morning.
For some reason I woke up at 2:30 in the damn morning on Sunday. I couldn’t get back to sleep so I went downstairs and farted around for a while. At around 7am I went back upstairs to try to get a few hours of sleep in so my day wasn’t totally borked. Whenever I do this my sleep is weird. VERY deep. Like I’m under anesthetic. And my dreams…
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