You can take half of mine if you miss them. I get kind of sick of them.

[ Tired, bitter. It might not be so bad if they were at least lucid, but it feels like falling for the same prank over and over when he doesn’t realize until he jolts awake in a cold sweat that his own mind had been harassing him yet again.

It doesn’t help when the same themes are repeated in an endless, annoying loop. ]

Just having plain sleep sounds like a luxury.