I had, for me, a really bad dream in my final sleep stage. I had another one earlier which was pretty awful too. Let's start with the first one; I was trapped in a building on fire. Yeah. I was also trying to figure out how to get me and my stuff out. The second one involved X2 and some weird shit. I can't wrap my head around all of it, but between both of those, apparently I have some issues. Fuck dreams.
Last day of the year. So? Nothing is going to change tomorrow. There won't magically be 500 million vials of vaccine available. The spoiled baby will still be in charge for 19 days. I will be more excited on Feb 1 when there's a chance things might be looking positive. Until then, fuck NYE. Just another Thursday.
Played video games. Made stew. Went to bed.
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