As the rain pours down outside, I slowly drift into a comma like state of mind. A state where all is possible and where anything I think can't be determined as a dream or the real world. It's either I am dreaming or my mind is running around while I'm still awake. The fact that I am writing this leads me to believe that I just woke up and I'm focusing on something, something that is unreal.
I look over at the cat, her tongue sticking out of her mouth like shes dead, she sleeps lightly waiting for me to get into bed and shut the lights off. But to her, I say "Wait bitch, I'm writing something" and she replies with a "Fuck you" and then lays back down.
And on that note, I shall slip into the wild magical dream world. I shall speak again tomorrow.
PEACE!
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