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I really can do everything I want, so long I put it into my schedule or added an alarm.
Today I’m going to visit the hill I saw several months ago from the other side of the river. Really long overdue, as I wanted to visit it way back then.
Taking public transport to skip the boring walk and only leave the interesting part is really the move I think from now on… In the previous times, by the time I get somewhere I’m already too tired to enjoy it.
The top was fenced off, but I saw a hole in a fence. I waited for everyone to leave and went on the other side.
There were a couple of memorials here.
I went to a supermarket afterwards and then home. I then took a nap and woke up at around 1 PM. I had a dream that revolved about me being in a bath, and then when I woke up I was still in the same bath, yet couldn’t move my head, which was very crooked. I started moving my body in panic and after doing it I suddenly woke up again, for real this time.
I’ve been looking at cameras again today, and I think I’m finally set on one - A7R III. Not too modern, fairly compact, and still has very good quality. With good lens, the price is really painful though… I’m still deciding whether to buy it.
Felt really addled and confused and spiraling at the end of the day. I don’t even know how to describe it. And I described everything I felt in abstract way elsewhere and I CAN’T write it again. See you tomorrow.
