I had bizarre dreams, between the dreams I woke up and opened my eyes, then I closed them again and had even more bizarre dreams.
I got up and went to the bathroom to take a long gaze into the mirror. My fringe was curved in a peculiar way, and my lips were scabby where I had picked the dead skin off. I was wondering if I should keep my promise and brush my teeth, but then again, it was already afternoon and I would brush my teeth in a few hours before I would go to bed. I took my morning medicine, and dabbed lotion on my face and neck.
I put on my bohemian shirt; a long- sleeved, skin- tight, olive green with horizontal black stripes. It’s a bit stretched out of shape and has tears here and there. I have worn it ever since junior high.
I wore the shirt with a red tartan skirt, and put a Celtic shamrock pendant around my neck.
I surfed on the Internet for a while, and called my mom to ask her if I can come over. She said yes.
I took the bus 565 to Raappavuori. Both mom and dad were home, mom knitted and dad was napping.
I drank orange juice and coffee, and ate some snack. I wrote into my new diary and discussed knitting patterns with my mother.
Later the evening dad got up from his nap and was a bit grumpy, so I decided to leave.
I walked all the way to Myyrmäki, and I felt almost grumpier than my dad. It’s always the same when I go out, the delusions start bothering me, and if I go for a longer walk, I use up all my energy and my blood sugar gets low, and that’s when I start feeling grumpy.