That thing I posted last night (the one about 'girls I like') came back to me in my dreams. I had very disturbing dreams and when I woke up, I felt lost, stupid and annoyed. I wanted to delete the whole thing.

Before going to bed at 9 AM, I spent the night writing strange stuff here and there. I wrote a very strange scene in my book. I plan on deleting it today.

But I don't know if I should. It may be something weird and new, but at the same it's true and honest. Human emotions. How traditional do I want to keep the way I tell this story? And what's the problem with stupid blog posts?

Yes. I'm still worrying about stuff. But at the same time I know that things are changing. The future is closer than ever. And I hope that the future will be free.

Fucking fuck, everything is so strange and complicated. The simplest moments are the best ones. When you know where you're going.