where’s my pillow?

I’m going to fall asleep any second now. A combination of staying up entirely too late doing laundry and other risky wild things and running out of a certain mediation that I need to function in a sane manner. Being an adult is kind of the pits.

Yeah, I’ve got more in my head to say but not the energy to type it. (I just typed “the” 5 times in order to spell it right, serious bizniz).