Sleep

I've stopped dreaming. And, apparently, blogging, as I forgot last night. How can I show my virtual face? If I have stopped dreaming, there's nothing to look forward to when I close my eyes, but yet when it's warm and the covers are up to my nose I compulsively float away and force myself to subconsciously eliminate the possibility of finishing my chores. (Not that writing this is a chore... Exactly.) Anyway, I pray to any god that will hear me: Please let them forgive me and await today's blog.