I knew I had to declare today as sunday when on wednesday I felt it was friday and it’s grey and cold like any other winter sunday to be at the fireplace in the country side with old books to be read. Missing here Jung though, as I’m not sure if this is the product of the personal unconsciousness or the collective one.
I’m wearing glasses now so I’ll get it easier, but sometimes I’m more tired of the collective consciousness than other times. Sometimes I almost feel as if I was human. With human mind. And I feel sad for them.