Extra sleep. I deposited two or three surplus hours in my account for a rainy day. An old friend appeared in my dream. Sam. We were working in a hospital together. I brought donuts. We were being goofballs.
I find it sad that friendships made across the span of my life are still intact internally even though the friends are no longer a part of my waking life. Makes me wonder what would have been had we stayed in touch. Something else to regret the loss of.
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