Entry 232:
Woke up at 5:22am. Had dream about a deeply wooded ravine. I was falling down towards its bottom, but not falling at the same time. I was able to perceive and place my foot or a hand at the right place at the right time to maintain momentum but not injure myself. It’s the closest I’ve come to flying in a dream. Vivid dreams were part of the side effects of the medication, and my journal has been testament to this.
Work went by as usual in the coffee shop’s juice bar. We’ve had less customers as of late, but with fall coming quickly, its to be expected. Lindsay said that we’ll cut back on orders and focus on hot drinks within the next week. At the park I shared my sandwich crusts with the birds. Saw a strange black one with a white crest on its chest with a central black spot, and the rest of him black. Much like a magpie, but much larger. Was eating what looked like a smaller bird, and it watched me the entire time with it’s eye. I don’t know why it struck me as such, but it felt like it was just in making such a claim.
My math class is trying my patience. Even moreso with my dysnumeria, but dealing with a class of 300 and a single teacher as a speck at a podium, it’s not exactly easy to be focused. Jeremy sat next to me again. I could swear he couldn’t take his eyes off me. He’s kind of cute, but in a endearing little brother sort of way.
Took my pill at 9pm. Already feeling light headed. I’m going to go lie down now.
("BlpSoup")
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