#sleep .

I dreamt I met Bryan Dechart at a con, he was working in a food truck to be helpful/feel like an android, he was dressed as Connor except the accents on his clothes that are normally blue/white were yellow, I asked him if people were recognising him or being nice to him and he was cheerfully like “nope! No one cares about workers!” and we had a chat about work and retail and food service and how workers are heroes and he said someone had given him a wooden clothespeg and he couldn’t stop fidgeting with it like Connor, and we talked about wrinkles and he said “bum bum” as like an “ummm” filler when he couldn’t remember what he was talking about which was sweet and then he wished me a good con and said he’d hope to see me tomorrow when he was on a panel, and he gave me a veggie enchilada. It was such a nice dream

4:26 in thr morning going to .do something violent.

they weren't kidding when they said that your home would now be considered second compared to your studio.

u kno when ur all soft and warm and u just wanna fill ur belly and go back to sleep