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My eyelids refused to open today.
Why should they? The sun wasn't out. I never sleep this late, and I hate myself for it. My mind starts to go to weird places if I sleep for too long. In one of my dreams,
I won a watermelon eating contest at some sort of celebration.
A celebration of the birth of the first half man and half kangaroo baby. This was a moment to rejoice, a moment to
dress in banana costumes and run down the stairs with teddy bears. Such was our exuberance that we immediately took off our
wigs to show everyone that we wera balding. Everyone stared in
awe and envy. Waking up is the worst part of these dreams. Because you always wish some of what had happened was real...
