Sleepless as if the next task won’t prose itself. Waiting for memos anything for my closest friends to know I’m thinking of something thinking of them and now that’s the task. To be  in-differentiated by the people closest to me in thought in theory that know me: feels too distant I don’t like it.

And now the next memo presents itself.

Remember you in your music.

Why you’ve been told to tone it down.. hmph none of that.

Just simpler living it feels like today, getting told to sleep more if I can make it . Just for a day then it’ll get heavy again.

The medicine, right.