Turn me Into Art While I take My Rest
This here picture of this here dog amongst the crumpled sheets and chunky knits in a sleepy repose is what we can strive for.
Let me be art while I take my rest. To sleep the sleep of the dead and turn my dreams into nightmares of waking life. To figure it out before it's too late and the suffering has been borne by those who can't tell you how their suffering is. I wish to sleep this well and look this good doing it. May I be as cute as the teacher who I tenderly watch snore and dream her little dog dreams.