I was so tired…

…the other day, after three days of not sleeping, that I began hallucinating.

Only I hallucinated that there was a baby on the bed and Oprah was hammerthrowing in the basement*

It was one of those hallucinations that you know isn’t real, but your brain still stresses about it.

I hadn’t even been watching Oprah. I’d been watching The West Wing.

Lamest. Hallucinations. Ever.

*there is actually a basement. But more on this later.

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