Be kind to Yousef
I had a dream last night where I saw a cake in a store window that said “Be Good To Yourslef” and I laughed and yelled, “Hey look, they spelled ‘Yusef’ wrong!” and woke up wondering why I that was my reaction when it was obviously supposed to be “Yourself.”
Then I wondered if this actually happened when I lived in New York or something.
Then I laid awake for like 2 hours marveling at how much better I had been sleeping lately, which was ironic because if I had been sleeping well I wouldn’t have been awake to witness it.
Then the sun came up and I slept deeply for about 8 minutes before the dogs came in to check if I was awake by fighting on my head to make sure I was awake. Kind of tired.