Taking naps at 3:30 in the afternoon can sometimes be confused as leaving your mind. I had completely bizarre dreams that were mostly black (I was driving around blind in the snow for a little while) and when I woke up, my arms were completely asleep, and my fingers were white.

I got up as soon as my arms would allow, and made a black cup of coffee and ate left over stirfry.
Then I read some more David Sedaris in a completely filthy living room. This is my routine now. School is almost completely over, and I read a. lot. now. Now I read a lot.
I sit and think about how my dream home (the one that only I live in) has no furniture, but it is practically sterile, and when I come home from work, I lie straight on the hardwood floor, because there is no dog hair. And in my dream world, I usually fall asleep there, but my arms work when I wake up.

In other news, I'm semi dehydrated, and feeling a little old.