So , I don’t feel like I have anything in particular to report.
I just went to therapy. It was nice. Talked about dreams, sleep paralysis, quitting smoking, bears, animal guides/patronuses, etc. Turns out my therapist is a harry potter fan, and low-key probably uses tumblr, and got Black Bear as her patronus in the Pottermore quiz. Go Figure!
I feel self-conscious blogging at the library sometimes because people can see me. I am eating a green apple lolipop. I stole an extra 2 from the bank.
I’ve saved up money. This is the first time I’ve had two hundred dollars saved up, and from my first paycheck this month. Like without spending it. LET’S HOPE I DON’T SPEND IT. HA-HA.
Found out that cheap grocery store I always think is far away is next to my therapy place and the library. THIS WHOLE TIME. I could save money on groceries!
The online coven I’m in is still fun. I joined the voice chat for the first time and it was really cool and cute. I’ve also noticed that I need to work on my pronoun game. I think I might need to go through the introductions and write everyone’s down next to their username because most people are still usernames to me (and people change them sometimes). I’m kind of confused with my own pronouns sometimes. Everyone uses she in real life.
A librarian asked me if “these keys were mine” and I got de ja vu.
My room is a mess. I’m hanging out with my boyfriend tonight. I need to clean my room. Maybe I should’ve said no to hanging out tonight. I guess I can still change my mind. It’s been like this for a couple weeks I think. I should make tuesday chore and errand day.
Early this morning the cat, who is normally a fluffball of adorable nonconfrontation and who is currently subletting until his owner picks him up, was yelling and would not shut up. Ran to the door, ran to the window, hissed softly if you approached, was yelling and meowing the whole time. I wondered what the deal was because our other roommate is back and I know they don’t like cats (or at least has trouble living with them) and the cat has never done this before. It made me wonder if they hissed at each other or something. I also made the mistake of leaving my room open so they ran into my room and hopped at my window, which was open enough to hear birds chirping as the sun rose, a small cool refreshing breeze, and still the cat wouldn’t shut up for a while, and lal al lala it was a whole thing, and I gave up and eventually the cat was quiet and seemed content. I woke up 4 hours later and the cat was still there. I guess they just wanted some outdoors feeling or something.
Cat is still cute.
I’ve been remembering my dreams more and seeing how they all connect to my waking life and stuff. Also, my therapist had an idea. I have been wary of dream journaling because I don’t want to have a lucid dream. She said writing generally and not including details, or writing like what it means or meant to you could get around it, since I wouldn’t be including dream signs and stuff. That could help. And help me deal with my feelings and stuff.
The only thing is sometimes I feel like the gist is more important to remembering dreams, like the essence. But if I don’t write down the itty bitty overwhelming details, it might be enough. I have a dream journal good for that too, so that works out in terms of my past purchase, haha.
I really need to clean my room. And also call the landlord and get my ceiling fixed. My roommate is back so they could maybe do something, or someone else who lives here can figure it out, and get paid. It’s just annoying because winter is soon. My bed is also kind of uncomfortable.
I wish I had more to say. But I feel pretty good. Or neutral anyway. My therapist also asked if I journaled, and hey, luckily I started this month! 🙂 Ok really, how is journaling or jounralling or journaled not in the dictionary???