July 2, 2017
Diane... It is 4:11 a.m. and I am still not sleeping. I don't know what is going on with me since I woke up yesterday morning... or should I say afternoon...
I feel like I woke up from the strangest and longest dream. When I opened my eyes, I feared somehow that my body would not be there anymore. Like if it had been stolen while I was sleeping.
I also notice that I struggle to talk or write properly since I woke up. Sometimes the words won't come out, and I am always looking for the right ones. I feel like I'm learning to speak English again.
I have spent the whole day thinking about Twin Peaks. This dream took me back twenty-five years ago, but I can't remember a damn thing. I just know I was back there again last night.
Since I am afraid to go to sleep, I am going to work on my new obsession and will probably fall asleep at dawn.
I hope you have a good night, Diane. Catch you later.