I barely slept last night. I was up until at least 4:30am tossing and turning in bed, almost suffocated by the fumes of my hair dye, with an endless soundtrack of 70's disco inexplicably running through my brain, and the image of an astonishing 4-panel painting I saw a few days ago flashing in my head. Not fun.
When I finally fell asleep, I dreamt of a lawyer very angrily climbing endless stairs.
What could this mean?
For some strange reason though I am not tired today. Did I dream the tossing and turning too?
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