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To end the week and begin again, I went to sleep at 8:30 last night. Truth is, I’ve been exhausted, both mentally and emotionally. Since I can’t take the time off to sit and relax, I’m making the effort to do as little as possible with my evenings. I finally got groceries last night because I couldn’t go another day without apples, had a hot bath and passed out. And had one of the wackiest dreams I’ve had in ages. I can’t do the plot of the thing justice, but Sonja was there, topless; I had a necklace that was made of forks that wanted to catapult each other into a fireplace, because they were actually alive; my cousin was a criminal, stealing money from stores that hung wads of cash on clipboards from the doorhandles to fund his co-produced comic book, Queen Cherry.

I’ve had moments, yesterday and today, of lucidity, sort of. It’s almost like brief flashes of clarity and understanding that are there and then not. There are really no details to offer, since they seem random. The last one was when I was shaving this morning. There was a “tremor” and then the room seemed brighter, my mind was easier. It’s as if the whole machine shifted the cogs that were out of order, chunking them back into place.

Then I bought Blues Traveler and The Guess Who on iTunes.

posted by September @ 6:55 AM