Wednesday morning

Good morning,
I slept eventually, I had many dreams about trying to escape the diocese and their police.
I must have been struggling in my sleep, because I have hit my hand on something , and it is painful.
I am tired and not sure what to do, at least I have tea and orange juice, and even food when I get around to it.
The weather is bad and I am short of money, so I can't do much.