19062019

I tried working today for a bit, labelling diagrams and such – to be honest, I didn’t really try much at all – but predictably, I got very little work done and instead I just spent the entirety of the day suspended in a state of vague unease. Last night I suffered a profoundly disturbing and disgusting dream, whose contents I’d rather not share. I feel as if my life has taken a turn for the worse once again as of maybe a week or two ago. I’ve been feeling overwhelmed by minor deluges of strange and frenetic notions lately but I just can’t express or articulate them in any way. Tomorrow I’m going to try to get more work done, which is to say, I’m going to try to work on something in the first place. I hope I’ll be able to recover from this soon.