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I'm stretching you out like elastic
I just slept almost fifteen hours. I didn't think I was physiologically capable of sleeping fifteen hours anymore. I dreamed about grad school, my cousins, and briefly Sherlock Holmes. I assume it was catch-up not just from the marathon but from the previous week of niece-care; I'm sure it was very good for me. I'm just not sure what to do about the fact that I had plans for the day and none of them involved waking up in time for dinner.
no subject
None from media, actually! Dark, thin-faced, about my age. He passed through the grad school portion of the dream while on a case, impersonating a professor. Awake, I feel this plan had a high chance of resulting in Holmes teaching for at least several weeks on one of the subjects he's exhaustively qualified in (as opposed to one of the subjects he is canonically worse than ass at) before the university caught up with him and I kind of wish I'd gotten to watch that play out.