We are going through a rough patch. Mentally and physically. Last night our eyes swelled up and we could hardly see. This morning it wasn’t much better. Turns out we have an allergy. So today was part rest although it was still busy. I know we’ve been having bad dreams the last few nights which have been playing on our minds. We dream of the family having killed someone and then having to pretend to cover it up. In the dream everyone had this massive story we all had to believe and tell the police. I just remember feeling so guilty and bad, like we were going to get caught and go to prison.
It is ritual month and nights of madness. Sleep comes and goes. the eyes: we don’t want to see what happened again. We want to be able to breathe again. Too much heaviness, sleep kicks in.