jHatFeeled / blawg

Many vivid dreams of a desert ending different every time. Most intriguing and differentiating. What do they decide for me? Nothing. Four days of these dreams, the final one ending with me waking up after picking up a frog off a cactus. I must decide whether or not to find the cactus frog, it’s the most unusual object and choice.

I’ve decided to pursue it. It being whatever it may be.

Stress has become the level beyond my tolerance which causes me to actually start to care. Time is a contraption in any dimension. No time to waste, some would flawlessly say. Others would waste time finding my flaws. There’s a flaw in any purpose.

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