I'm guessing that's what has happened to me. I fell asleep with a big, slimy, green pulsating pod beneath my bed. When I woke up, I was driven to be in the garden.
The last few days I've been pacing at the window, waiting for the rain to go away. Not for taking a nice walk with my son, no... although I have done that today. Not for cleaning my car and garage, though that's on the to do list. Not for kick starting my my activity level with some outdoor aerobics, despite my need for it.
I actually want to *WEED*
not smoke it... kill em. eradicate them. pull 'em out over several hours of back tiring work.
Now if Torran would stop waking up at 6am, I may have energy to do this after he's gone to bed!!
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