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So I have been sick and super congested for the past day or three, and sleeping last night was extremely difficult. I feel like the further I got to real sleep, the closer to I got to being schizophrenic. There were like 5 voices talking at the same time and my mind was just super loud and busy until I forced myself to roll over and blow my nose, which bought me some quiet time. =/
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