Good morning Blue Sky. Woke up from a truly ugly dream this morning, might take a while to mentally recover from the dream’s feelings of loss and blind rage.
“Other that that, how was the play Mrs. Lincoln?”
What a weird morning.
“Other that that, how was the play Mrs. Lincoln?”
What a weird morning.
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Have a Better Day!!
I’m feeling better as my mind shakes away the cobwebs. But I think parts of that dream will haunt me for a long time.