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Singing Basket
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>You're secure, it's *relatively* safe up here, errant stressful thoughts aside you can get some food in, some rest, and some chill.
This isn’t Fort Knox, but it’s not bad. Hatch is blocked, the house seems zed free, and tonight I’ll get to sleep on an actual mattress. I just-
I just hope that I’ll be the one who wakes up, instead of a zed. Hopefully my luck in the infection department holds true.
*cough*
Still feel a bit sick, but it could be worse.
>Then we can fall asleep imagining what kind of piercings we'd like. Maybe some nice pearl earrings?
Nah, not pearls. Mom had a nice pair, but I doubt that they’d look good on me. I’d probably just go for one of those metal earrings with a wavy pattern, like an oil slick or the rainbow pattern you get when you weld metal.
Maybe a nose piercing too, but I heard those hurt a lot to get.
>Since we're winding down, why not think about something fun, something you always wanted to do, or something nostalgic after listening to the tape. It might have raised your nerves a bit, so think of this as a sort of pseudo meditative relaxation to sleep if you're still a bit anxious.
>And getting some sleep.
Hmm. Something relaxing…
Maybe… summer break, just driving out to the beach. Sunbathing, making sand castles, finding some cool shells…
Just lying back…
Listening to the ocean…
Just letting the sound wash over me…
Feeling the sand beneath my feet…
Letting it carry me off to-
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