One more sleep. Maybe one more hangover. I just want to shove all the boxes off "my" bed and do nothing for two days. I don't want to sit in a van anymore. I don't want to sleep in strange beds or on air mattresses or couches. I don't want to wake up to someone pounding on the door shouting "HOUSEKEEPING!!"

As I was writing this, they cut our internet off to get us out of the room.

Two years ago I had a bad sleep.