tales from an ordinary world

2002-04-04

The first night of sleep where I didn't feel constricted in some way...where I didn't wake up imagining my hands were covered with icky black stuff, encased in plastic (oh wait, they were)...where I didn't wake up at 3am and use "i need to go to the toilet" as an excuse to take the gloves off and scrub it all off my hands so I could at least get a few hours of normal sleep. Instead, I slept semi-blissfully, and when 3RRR woke me up as per usual it almost seemed, to my horror, that this was all "just how it is".