I couldn't sleep last night. I had (have) a very sick furchild on my hands, and anyone who truly knows me is aware of the fact that I absolutely love this dog and would do anything for him. Including potty trips outside every 20-30 minutes all night long. (and other gross things I will not go into detail over.) So, what happens when you can't sleep? You think. And when you are that tired, the things rambling through your head can be genius or incoherent, or somewhere in the middle.
I'm still chewing some of the more intelligent thoughts over, or I'd go into detail here. My mind was truly all over the place. It's amazing what happens when you are just past the point of no return.
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