My understanding of melantonin is its something you wanna regulate and spread out, like maybe once a week. When I took it in combination with a zinc pill, man I would be in walking dream mode before I even got to my bunk.

I did some reading at the time about the zinc and melotonin, and I could be confusing the mexhanism and effects of the two.

Or I might be entirely wrong and I thank you, and you other guys for calling me out.

I am too lazy to read up on this right now so while I would be wary of combining the two, it might be ok and I might just be wrong .

I have had a long day and gonna zonk now without any supplement heh. Thanks for replying, I prefer to be corrected and its always fun learning I have been wrong my entire life about something, heh

this is dangerous.

thats a great 8dea heh

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I upvoted u man. The “hay world im too stupid to read so ill just go “HAY WORLD I CANT READ” haha now applaud, SELF BURN” self burn was old 30 years ago. We get it, u cant read. BUT IM NOT TWASTING MY TIME TYPING ALL THIS OUT. lol. Writing long, convoluted run on sentences filled with shitty grammar and what not is my thing, its therapeutic…I can keep this up all night. It is soothing. <3

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nuance matters. brute

In the stillness of the midnight hour, When dreams unfurl with quiet power, A secret dance, unseen, unfolds, A tale of spiders, brave and bold.

Teenage risktakers, nimble, sly, With silken threads, they dare to fly. From ceilings high, they bungee down, Into the dark, without a sound.

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They know the risk, they know the score, To wake you up would mean no more. So deftly, softly, they embark, In moonlit rooms, so still, so dark.

Through parted lips, they make their way, A fleeting touch, then swift relay. A secret sport, a hidden game, Unknown to you, their nightly claim.

Yet you sleep on, in peaceful rest, Untroubled by their silent quest. For in this dance of spiders’ flight, They leave no trace, no mark, no fright.

And when the dawn breaks, soft and clear, The spiders fade, they disappear. A secret kept, a tale untold, Of teenage spiders, brave and bold.

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