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.
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- 1: If you don't want the death of the party after I'm gone, sing one for me
- 2: Once you've gone, remains the question, baby
- 3: That gossip's eye will look too soon
- 4: I left my mind behind in 2015
- 5: Your spirit watched me up the stairs
- 6: Am I just a phantom waiting to be ripped around on shady ground?
- 7: 'Cause your eyes are the green of tornado skies
- 8: Does it seem slow to rain? Does it feel like soft moss?
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