One of the worst nights of sleep in memory. Again, nothing but stress dreams, ceaseless throughout the night, and the most physically restless sleep in years if not decades; there was one two-hour stretch where I couldn’t lie still for more than twenty seconds.
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The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
No fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.