-^-for posterity-^-

it’s five in the morning and i can not sleep. i tossed and turned for the last few hours and made lists in my head of what i had to do. i spent the few hours before that in a strange state somewhere between fully conscience and fully dreaming. i was in a frustrating dream playing chinese chess with someone and yelling at them. i woke and sauntered out here, kicked the coffee table, gritted my teeth, sat down at the computer and decided to write something.

the dog isn’t sleeping with me tonight so i’m lonely. normally he cuddles against one of my legs next to the fan. in the middle of the night he wakes up, stretches, pauses to clean himself, and goes back to bed.

he greets me at the door every time i come home by wagging his tail, licking my hand and, most hilariously, putting his paw in the air over and over again as if he’s trying to shake with me. he also tries to shake after you punish him. he shakes for everything.

i am going to miss him when i go home.

well, i guess i’ll get dressed, have a freezing cold shower and go find some breakfast.

maybe i'll have rice today. again.