Monday, 21 April 2025

Journal 22.4.2025 10.10 am A dream so cancerous

Dear Journal,
I slept deeply and very well, very fine last night. I so miss my Arun. I wish he could call me up but I know he can't. My dream gave me answers.
Before waking up I had a dream that a cancer doctor who is Rujvi had called me to meet her and discuss cancer with her. She told me Arun would join me soon.
Arum came after a while and smiled at me. I wish I could smell him. I love him so deeply.
But in the dream I was very angry with him for not calling me up and refused to talk to him.
The whole thing was in a place like the colloseum in Bombay.
Then in the end it started to shower through sky high sprinklers, acid rain because Rujvi thought in my dream that acid rain would give me cancer. I slept for some more time and woke up.
Kit had his neutering procedure today. I love my sweet beautiful Kit with all his beautiful God and fur. I love all my animals.
A 10 is being put in the landfills and is unavailable. These guys are shit and stupid.
I found a brinjal on the road today and did a little bit of yoga.
It's my magic brinjal and I have my magic Kit, Melon and Simba. Kit is the bravest and the best. I was worried. I'm not anymore. I'm not even scared, Nirbhaya that I am.
Yesterday Jhumpa came home and said I'll be forced to take pills. Shifty human being.
She even threatened to have me injected. But that's not happening. Pakka vada. God promise. Shifty people, Jhumkudi and gang.
I'm the best genie in the whole world.
I love my chotto, Shona Pa and God and I'm grateful for my Just Dial ad closing.
I know that the Cotton World job is near.
I'm grateful for all the money I have.
I'm grateful for love and life.
I am grateful for work that pays exceedingly well.
I am grateful for blessings from the infinite.
I think my dream means that Jhumkudi who is Rujvi is a big pain in my life. It won't come true like that.
I am feeling:
A little stern
Extremely happy
Extremely full of love
Industrious 
Rich
Wealthy
Serious about all the animals and my children
Want to smell Arun and chotto.
Love,
Me.
10.22 pm
It's a wonderful day.

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