The Boy is Made of Songs…

A blagh about nothing and everything.


These Dreams…

This morning I had a dream in which I had a panic attack, and then proceeded to feel the physical after-effects of said dreamstate panic attack once I awoke.

As the kids would say, I’d like to nope out of any occurrences in the future.

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