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The Afghan Whigs are good driving music. Angry, screaming music. The way he screams is good.

I wanted to stay asleep yesterday, in darkness. Work was blessedly quiet at least.

My dreams have been epic, stories. I wake up wondering if I'm back in the supposed real world or not. Last night it was vampires and werewolves, rare Beatles albums on white vinyl, Czech pubs, apartment blaconies.I'm not sure what is responsible for the cinematic quality of my sleep. A pity I can't record any of this.

Tonight I go to hell
For what I've done to you
This ain't about regret
It's where I tell the truth