The day was remarkable due to sensations I have never felt before. It is when one has complete control over its mind (which you gotta admit it’s something rare) That’s how it happened. I projected my mind to enjoy, enjoy every single aspect of the day. I was surprised to think that maybe people manage do this everyday, resulting in happy people. These happy, confident people you think you see now and then. Nevermind, what I mean is I wasn’t myself. I disliked every thing about the place, people, music, conversations around me yet I loved it all. I loved it because it was all amusingly different. I began to think freely and enjoy all that I hated it. I acquaintance myself to a new me. A ‘me’ that enjoyed all that was around me. Occasionally, I would catch myself in a spontaneous laugh or remark and wonder if I’d cringe later in bed that night for the actions and words I have expressed. But no, the new me loudly said. Enjoy it, fool, free yourself.

Chicken bone.

The smallest things have been driving me completely insane. I'm ashamed to admit that they are incredibly irrelevant yet I can't help but think them. I continue to go out without my glasses resulting in a quite different reality. Trouble is if I wear them, reality is even weirder. Positive side is I actually see when people are smiling at me. Good thing about the week, sunny days and cherry trees.
Les Parapluies de Cherbourg (1964) director: Jacques Demy

Egypt and the cacti forest, geometrical shapes.

It's been three weeks of excessive lucid dreaming. I've been writing everything down, what's the use? probably none but, why. For someone with a terrible photographic memory to dream of colourful, perfectly clear panoramic places is at least a little weird.