Did not sleep as well last night. Had a weird dream where Wilford Brimley was yelling at me about the hat I was wearing. In the same dream I was at a grocery store trying to find a place to sleep but every place I tried to lay down was too noisy and kept bothering B so I ended up on the floor. What the fuck?
Day two went okay. No issues. Last day with this group. I can make it through. Come back, sleep for 5 hours, drive home. Get AC installed tomorrow. Do laundry. Leave again on Monday.
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