We’re cooking up a pot of red beans. I made avocado toast for breakfast.
We might go to Amber Unicorn bookstore for a labor day sale. But don’t let me buy any books. I don’t need anything.
Sometimes my cough seems pretty bad. I’ve been doing tons of selfcare. Writing my dreams.
Yesterday we were driving to winco. As I passenged, I fell asleep over and over again. In one of my dreams I had a caseworker who was making me run for city council.
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That dream sounds like a great poem.