Friday Morning

Good morning.
I slept eventually.
I had dreams, vivid, strange dreams, including dreaming about houses and churches and money.
I woke up feeling depressed and panicky, I am glad the radio still turns on on it's own because it helps to soothe me out of distress when I wake.

I have had some tea but I need to shower and eat, and I don't really want to face the day, another day under the shadow of the Great Grim Church.