General:
Wheather: wet cold, rain, just above zero
Moon: day 8 (waxing – half full + 1)
Cycle: day 5 (mild bleeding, no cramps)
Discipline:
Waking up: no (8:15)
Pilates: yes
Biking: no
Fruits: no
Writing: not yet
Work: a little, but not really
Dreams:
I went by bus from Ooij to somewhere. I missed it and I had the wrong ticket, and it was a tram and what not, and i had a bike, but I got on it eventually anyway. It felt all very art nouveau, the colors and the clothes and it felt wonderful. Very vibrant and alive. Scary with all the missing of buses and such, but very like I belonged in that world and I understood how everything was.
Minutiae:
I met up with Spaghetti, Pizza and Macaroni yesterday. It was wonderful meeting with them again. Apperently Tortellini has a boyfriend now! Yay! And Pizza is getting married. That means only Macaroni has no boy or girlfriend yet. I think. I didn’t ask. It was wonderful seeing her and the others again. We were in a fun restaurant. The food wasn’t amazing, but it was affordable and had a friendly staff. And we talked about so many things. And it was great. It felt like old times again, really good.
When I came home, I found out that Louis had puked up his food again. But other than that he seemed fine. He just at it again as well.
Rock was in an impossible mood. Wanting to move house right then and there. It made me quite desperate.
I phoned Moufflon and Butterfly. It was good to talk to them. They were okay, but still very upset about the death of old friend.
I sensed old friend for a few moments earlier this morning. He’s just going around like a mad man still. He’s not used to being dead quite yet. I can imagine that. I wonder all the time now whether it is a choice in the end or not. It seems to be for some, but a complete surprise to others. Maybe it was a spur of the moment thing. Or maybe it is mostly matter over mind, but sometimes mind over matter in terms of choosing to go or to come back. It makes me less angry, but more scared hehe
Rock said she wants to join Moufflon and Heron’s drama club. It would be wonderful! She actually said “yes” to my question. That means a lot. Mostly she says “maybe” even when she badly wants it. For her to say “yes” means it would be a dream come true. Wife of old friend is in the drama club though, so for now they are stopping rehearsals and all that ships. So I don’t know how to get her involved just yet, but I think I’ll let my father know somehow and then after tonight’s rehearsal – in which they will probably just mourn together – then she can probably come along. I hope so! I hope they’ll find her something to do. It would boost her confidence so much and also her need for social contacts, and her gossips and all that. It would be fantastic. Scary but great.
