Journal 26.5.2023 12.29 pm

 Dear Journal,

I woke up in the morning having dreamt a cryptic dream as most dreams go.

I was in a room relaxing, and some people in the adjacent room filled with dark blue velvet cushions tell us to leave because a film is being shot. I walk down the stairs with a friend (can't recognise her now), discussing Avani (who was not present). And I say "She is bound to be like this, she is interested in her work. So that influences her character."Then I woke up.

I think it means I take my career seriously. I believe if you work well that influences your character. The scenes preceding that where I am told to leave because a film is being shot means I feel there is some injustice against me ( can't pinpoint what). I could have become part of the film. I may occupy myself  with filmmaking in the near future. Maybe I should take my wish to be a part of the film industry seriously.

I woke up at 8.25 am to an alarm. I was super groggy.

Vimesh got a lot of fafda jalebi because his daughter's 12th results are out. Ate my fill.

I have finished the little work, scheduled for today.

I am blessed to be alive with parents who are so cute. I'm wearing clownish clothes today. 

I forgot to get my tarot deck to play with the guys in office.

I seek to be rich, loved, lovely, happy, wise and brave,

I seek to foster good relationships

Love,

Me.

I am grateful for this wonderful life. It blesses me with much good fortune.

I am grateful for my fingers. Because they type, I write.

I am grateful for my parents. They are my lifeline.

I am grateful for Bu. He is my raison d'étre.

I am grateful for food. It nourishes me.

I am grateful for my clothes and my chappals.

I am grateful for my mind, body spirit.

I am grateful for my emotions.

I am happy to be alive.

I am happy I made it to office today. A part of me wanted to call in sick today.

I am happy for my job. It pays.

I am happy to write this journal.

I love my life.

12.46 pm