Typically I lay in bed and there are thoughts that run through my mind
routinely.
Did I lock my door? It¹s going to be too hot tonight. I should turn on my fan, but I don¹t want to get up. Did I check my bank account today? I need to deposit my Louie¹s money. I will on my way to work. But then I¹ll need to wake up earlier! I will on my lunch. I wish my neighbor would turn down his TV. I should turn on the fan to drown out his noise, but I don¹t want to get up. Is that automation list due tomorrow? Or is it Friday? Is tomorrow Friday? Is tomorrow payday? I need to send that check tomorrow. I will on my lunch, after the bank. What time is it now? It¹s like 7:00am in Spain. I
wonder when John will wake up, wonder if it¹s hot there, it¹s getting way too hot in my room. Should probably turn on the fan. 170 days till I get married, 171 days till Mexico, 178 days till Vegas. Did I clock out at work? Do I work tomorrow night? Probably in at 5, but if it¹s Friday I¹ll be in at
4. I should call on my lunch, on the way to the bank, before I mail this check. Did I lock my door? I should probably check, and on the way back, I¹m turning on my fan.
I used to never do that to myself. I used to be able to fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Not so much these days tho.
routinely.
Did I lock my door? It¹s going to be too hot tonight. I should turn on my fan, but I don¹t want to get up. Did I check my bank account today? I need to deposit my Louie¹s money. I will on my way to work. But then I¹ll need to wake up earlier! I will on my lunch. I wish my neighbor would turn down his TV. I should turn on the fan to drown out his noise, but I don¹t want to get up. Is that automation list due tomorrow? Or is it Friday? Is tomorrow Friday? Is tomorrow payday? I need to send that check tomorrow. I will on my lunch, after the bank. What time is it now? It¹s like 7:00am in Spain. I
wonder when John will wake up, wonder if it¹s hot there, it¹s getting way too hot in my room. Should probably turn on the fan. 170 days till I get married, 171 days till Mexico, 178 days till Vegas. Did I clock out at work? Do I work tomorrow night? Probably in at 5, but if it¹s Friday I¹ll be in at
4. I should call on my lunch, on the way to the bank, before I mail this check. Did I lock my door? I should probably check, and on the way back, I¹m turning on my fan.
I used to never do that to myself. I used to be able to fall asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Not so much these days tho.
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