The happy place

My mind has been barren lately. I’ve not been able to write anything here.

To be fair, I could never excel the previous two posts, and to be fair, I haven’t done many much interesting things lately? Have I? I had a dream which started funnily in a very nice way which unfortunately I can’t remember, what I do remember is I got transformed into a Nazi, whereupon all of the coziness evaporated to leave a big uneasiness which stuck with me through to the waking world: eerie. What does that mean? ChatGPT suggests that it might symbolise a conflict between the good and the evil in one’s life and that sounds plausible (Or A fear of losing control, which is less plausible because I’ve not got much of that to lose).

To be fair, I have also been tired lately: not only is it the wolf moon which have depleted my resources, in fact it was four times the regular size the other night, and it’s been dark.

Super dark.

It’s my favourite time of the year. Fall.

Ok thanks that’s all.