Day 1.5

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It was quite a weird moment. Thought cutting of social would bring me peace; that I'll be away from the cringe in this word. The last time I did the reality check, I was wrong.
It flooded me with all those emotions and bad ideas I had been suppressing as an act of self-preservation.
Last night that is day 1, I had a dream which almost confused me. After a little digging, it all turned out to be a memory loop. Think of your brain as a computer that tags memories as the day goes by. At night when you are most in REM Sleep, it plays back all those moments in a mixed-up way. Think of it like compressing an essay shorter and shorter again so much that it becomes just basic words, like Pizza, Friends, Talk, Park, Metro.


Now our subconscious links all these to related things, which to us seem unrelated or even an encoded message. Something it could be. For me the dream had an emotional connection, it also showcased me in the worst possible scenarios, then the way it closed and connected to the real world as I wake up was almost lucid.


The important thing is how I responded to it in the beginning. Made a big issue out of it it slowly brought me to think about the topic, and now that I know the purpose I don't think it was just a glitch but had a purpose to it.


"Thy will be done"

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