So, eventually I went to bed. Ron fell on the floor repeatedly and made odd noises all night, waking me up.
I asked God for a good quality of sleep, and I got it - amazingly. As soon as I do my God time, pills, etc, I will be getting out of here.
I would rather sit in 100 degree temps, full sun, and high humidity at the bus stop than endure... that again. Or, justifications.
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