On the Sunday of life.
Out of the 24 hours of my yesterday I spent approximately 20 hours in bed. I have never come to such a halt. Ever. And it felt extremely good to be able to stop completely for a whole day. Just laying there, not having to bother with 'les activités quotidiennes'. Not having to stimulate my mind with movies or TV-series. Just calm piano music and some atmospheric ambient post-rock.
I felt surreal.
I felt like I didn't even exist.
I nearly felt euphoria.
And after spending the whole day in bed, I went to bed again around midnight for the night's sleep and I was fast asleep in two seconds. I didn't wake up at any moment of the night, I didn't remember any dreams in the morning and I felt like I hadn't even moved a muscle during the whole time I was asleep. I woke up with a smile on my face and the look of a little boy, who's just seen a dog for the first time in his life, in my eyes. The feeling was superior and it's lasted throughout the whole day.
.rapid eye movement deciphering the secret windows.