TW:W - Darkness

Gentlewomen and Gentlemen of the Vox Chaotica Council! Wednesday

I'm not sure the joke in the caption works. But it's going out anyway.

Vacant expression implying deep thinking about having too many things to do: √

Optional lighting: √

Lack of motivation to do the things: √

Stress level: 1 2 3 4 5 |6| 7 8 9 10

 

Dreams:

I - Darkness

There was a great blackness; a void deeper than the enveloping darkness saved for the last night you see. It is the heart of a black hole, the emptiness between our universe and the shattered fragments of the alternates. There is nothing. No thing.

I remember the fading strains of Comptine d'un autre été - l'apres-midi gently soothing me to sleep, but there were no dreams. Luna did not smile down upon me, and her visions sent to me were obfuscated beyond comprehension.

What happens when you cannot sleep to dream?

Nayru, Goddess of Wisdom and Love, is (of her three sisters) most closely tied to the moon.Accomplishments: All tickets were printed out and numbered, and the reserved ones were signed. Band practice melted away into nothing and I dissolved unhappily. Stress level went from 6 to 8.5 to 5, and now I return to my glacial bed in hopes I can see the small glimpses from Nayru's waning crescent.

tl;dr It was not my best day. But tomorrow may be rainy, and that would do my heart some good.

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