Breakfast: sleep and dreams ganged up on me today, beat me bloody with a spiky cudgel and ran off.
Lunch: sleep and dreams came back, co-operated with memory and tortured me with the smell of food that wasn't mine.
Lunch: sleep and dreams came back, co-operated with memory and tortured me with the smell of food that wasn't mine.




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