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i'm completely devoted to falling asleep slowly, those 3 pm's, laundry mountain on my bed, dreaming/thinking possibilities and plans and too tired to have anxiety about to-morrow's and to-do's. i drift in and out of consciousness, the upstair's neighbors' crisp footsteps thieve me from dreams but i always settle, and still, and drift back to my dewy and downy snooze.
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:09 PM UTC
sleepy sunday
i'm completely devoted to falling asleep slowly, those 3 pm's, laundry mountain on my bed, dreaming/thinking possibilities and plans and too tired to have anxiety about to-morrow's and to-do's. i drift in and out of consciousness, the upstair's neighbors' crisp footsteps thieve me from dreams but i always settle, and still, and drift back to my dewy and downy snooze.
primavera
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Feb 1, 2015
Feb 1, 2015 at 6:09 PM UTC
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