I woke up with another huge headache this morning, then nursed a small one the rest of the day. When I finally got out of bed close to noon, I started playing PUBG with Clint. Most of our games were pretty quick, not getting very far, but they were all relaxing and fun. Keno joined us for a few rounds after a while until I had to get showered.
When Summer got home from her quiz bowl tournament, I headed up there and took us out to La Huerta for dinner. It went pretty well, and the molcajete was pretty tasty. I’ve had better, and their bowl was oddly porous, but it was still really good. Afterward, we all piled onto the couch and watched Hook until one by one they each passed out on top of me. Except Eaddie, who seems to have outlasted even me.
You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming?