FourKicks

From two nights ago:
In a big room with GB, in a house that seems like its being worked on, or maybe moving in to. There is a big white board on one wall and I think I should be working on it somehow, but instead I'm looking at little plastic bottles nearby. GB comes in and I see the white board is finished anyways. I walk past it and go down a hallway and start writing something on the wall. Whatever I wrote was with a red marker, and it was really long... when I went back to finish the sentence I wrote the next line above, instead of below.

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I am in a small dark room and I'm cracking up.. I think I'm by myself.. haha am I losing it? I'm putting on socks, but these aren't regular socks, they are reaaallly long. So long that they go all the way up my thighs and I have to roll them back down again and they hit my knees. I'm laughing so hard I'm kinda falling down. Weird.