|photo by Lawrence Chrismorie on Unsplash|
I stopped cleaning the apartment and stopped writing and just stopped.
When I searched for advice, an angel oracle card told me I should accept my nonduality, but still reek of humanity, which was rather obscure.
Still glad to be alive. I mean, I wouldn’t commit suicide, particularly not over being scatterbrained, but it feels very unpleasant.
Read a little Hamnet. That was good. I also got a high speed blender from Amazon, plus stainless steel salad tongs.