I’ve had such strange, heavy dreams the past few nights. Where they come from, I do not know.
My utter exhaustion? Sleeping in a different bed? Fresh air? A different environment? Unknown.
So many characters from years ago injected into my mind, from university and the early years in London, though I wasn’t thinking of them at all.
Such strange journeys, spaces, places and conversations. So heavy, in fact, that I wake up even more exhausted than I was going to sleep.
It’s all completely peculiar.
Last modified: 10 December 2023
