The Sandman is in town. and yes, I am back to the dirty fishbowl. Check out this report and photo to know what I landed in. Awful stuff. Coats the air passages, pains the lungs, inhibits basic breathing.
Someone remind why I came back. Oh yeah, the people. I like the people here. And if I could summon the courage to venture out into this dirty fishbowl, I might meet with some of them.
An attempt to socialize last night was killed by the sandman. No, the *other* sandman. Couldn't keep my eyes open. Let's see what success I have at it tonight.
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