Meeeeeh.

Woke up after horrible dreams about family entrapment (not mine), murder and creepy rape overtones. Thanks, brain - do not want. This probably stems from all the morality conversations I've had with samadi and the one I had with lerite last night. Having disquieting thoughts about the prevalence of the "they're outside my monkey-sphere, it doesn't matt what happens to them" thought process. Geh. The fact that the sky's the color of baby swans (but much less cute) probably didn't help.

Got in dance game, damnit, now watching archived footage on the Shiba Inu cam. Feel like I should work on writing fiction again, but fiction is hard! Also, I have drivel to mine first.
Food! And maybe some caffeine. Glorious, glorious caffeine.