Sleep is the best healer of trauma, so given all that's happened I'm extra glad you're getting some solid hours of it.
It was a long dream with several "scenes", one that stuck with me was happening at autumn, mist crawling from the fields. I had left a party I didn´t want to be at and headed to the supermarket to get food. There was a national emergency broadcast from the supermarket´s speakers that told everyone to stay inside, so me and other shoppers blocked the doors and noted that at least holed up in there we wouldn´t run out of food and drink. But as new information began to emerge and the officials stated that the lockdown is due to an infectious disease spread by humans, everyone began to panic. I started to realize that some people didn´t panic at all but instead seemed to delight in the situation. The staff organized a census count to find out who were in the supermarket, and at that point I got a bad feeling and tried to slink away. Made my way down the ice tea and juice isle and when people hollered at me to join the queue for the census, I tried to make up excuses and GTFO. On my way out, one of the clerks, a young woman, whispered to me that isn´t there something really strange going on? I turned to look at her, and she ripped out her false eyelashes and stung my eye with them, then giggled maniacally. I immediately understood that she had infected me; after all, her bodily fluids were on the falsies, even if in tiny amounts. I bargained to myself - maybe this isn´t that bad, it´s not a huge amount, blood or saliva would be so much worse. But I knew it wasn´t true. I knew I was done for and headed outside without anyone stopping me. I knew it would probably be better to stay inside and not spread the infection, but if this was all it took, would there really be any uninfected outside? I wanted to go die in the woods at least and not under the fluorescent lights. Brrr.
I prepped two bowls of blackcurrants, almonds, dried ground cherries, soy flakes, quark, and honey. Put the AC on the lowest setting even though it takes more electricity because I decided that today I´m gonna send the paperwork to the equality ombudsman. I could hit the gym, but that would be procrastinating with this extremely unpleasant task. And as today is the height of midsummer celebrations, there are going to be a ton of drunk and disorderly people at the city center and I don´t want to get sexually harassed by drunks. Right now my psyche can´t take it. I guess it goes to show how important transitioning is/was to me; I was able to push myself beyond my anxiety and agoraphobia to lose weight for that. But now that I´ve been condemned to a yet unknown time in this body, I need to readjust and think of ways to best adapt to the situation without putting too much strain on my psyche.
When I came back from my walks last night there was a thick mist on the fields and tonight I presume it will be there too, as the weather is similar to yesterday´s. Tonight I want to take a midnight walk in the mist.