An alright day.
Last night I had a dream where I asked my mother if she could give me some money so I could travel to another town. I made it to the town, it looked like it usually looks in my dreams. In the dream, I wanted to go to a Harry Potter- themed candy shop but as usual in the dreams, it was closed.
I also had perverted dreams about gynaecologists and prostitutes.
In another dream, me and my parents traveled to Croatia. In yet another dream, I went to an oldish burial site that was modernized.
I got up at three o'clock in the afternoon, took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, put lotion on my skin, did the skincare routine, and brushed my teeth. I put on clothes and a necklace, and made coffee.
I received money today; I paid a commission to Candy, and then paid a bill.
I was feeling anxious, even if I usually feel anxiety only in the evenings.
I took a train to downtown, intending to go to the parish, but it was closed again.
I went to a coffee shop and ate a cold- smoked salmon bagel and a cinnamon roll.
Me and my friends Mirette and Rige were supposed to go to movies today to see the new Star Wars movie, but I noticed from the listings that it had been sold out; there were only two wheelchair seats left.
I called Mirette and told her about it, and she said we could do something else. I took a subway to her home, we sat around talking and then we picked up some of her stuff and took a bus to a shopping mall.
We went to a clothing shop; I bought a green and black checkered suitcase and a psychedelic t- shirt that have been on my shopping list for a while. Then we went to a supermarket where we bought groceries.
We took a train to my hometown. Once at my home, I took my evening medicine and sprayed Nasonex into my nostrils. Then I took the laundry downstairs to the drying room, cut the price tags off the clothes, put the price tags into recycling, and turned the clothes inside out and put them into the laundry basket.
I ate some cucumber and avocado for supper.
I brushed my teeth and put lotion on my skin, and put on a nightie.
I also had perverted dreams about gynaecologists and prostitutes.
In another dream, me and my parents traveled to Croatia. In yet another dream, I went to an oldish burial site that was modernized.
I got up at three o'clock in the afternoon, took my morning medicine and biotin supplement, put lotion on my skin, did the skincare routine, and brushed my teeth. I put on clothes and a necklace, and made coffee.
I received money today; I paid a commission to Candy, and then paid a bill.
I was feeling anxious, even if I usually feel anxiety only in the evenings.
I took a train to downtown, intending to go to the parish, but it was closed again.
I went to a coffee shop and ate a cold- smoked salmon bagel and a cinnamon roll.
Me and my friends Mirette and Rige were supposed to go to movies today to see the new Star Wars movie, but I noticed from the listings that it had been sold out; there were only two wheelchair seats left.
I called Mirette and told her about it, and she said we could do something else. I took a subway to her home, we sat around talking and then we picked up some of her stuff and took a bus to a shopping mall.
We went to a clothing shop; I bought a green and black checkered suitcase and a psychedelic t- shirt that have been on my shopping list for a while. Then we went to a supermarket where we bought groceries.
We took a train to my hometown. Once at my home, I took my evening medicine and sprayed Nasonex into my nostrils. Then I took the laundry downstairs to the drying room, cut the price tags off the clothes, put the price tags into recycling, and turned the clothes inside out and put them into the laundry basket.
I ate some cucumber and avocado for supper.
I brushed my teeth and put lotion on my skin, and put on a nightie.