Not Fully Woke

When I get home from work, I just want to talk to you about my day and how stupid my job is. I just want to hear about how your day went and how stupid your job is. I want to tell you that my dog’s doing much better and the swelling has almost completely gone down. I want to ask you about your dogs, and how many pictures you took of them on your bed while you were working today. I want to tell you about how Momdukes broke up with “Smart Car”. I want to know what you’re up to later and if you’re down to meet up for some food.

Then reality sets in…

and I wake the fuck up.  

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