moaning and thumping from down the hall…

at twelve o’clock last night.

then, at six this morning, at work:

“ugh, my fucking teeth hurt.”
“how come?”
“it’s probably all the grinding. from last night.”
“…”
“teeth grinding! you know i grind my teeth in my sleep!”

man, my poor fucking brain…

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