Out and about.

Barely awake for an hour, called the brotherguy. While talking to that guy I accidentally found my wallet. I sat down for a bit and thought that I didn't feel like sitting at home and it was past 4.30 already. So I texted J. Asked what he thought, which was perfect timing, he's out early today so I've just taken a bus to meet him. I'll be off the bus and walking before I finish typing this on fon, methinks.

I had a sleep full of just insane and distressing dreams, all faded but the uck feeling they left behind, and somewhat restless and bothered. So I guess out is a good idea.

If there's a hell I think it's a bus stop or train station where you're stuck and wait forever.

I'm off bus now, walking in the wind.