1. Last night I dreamt of the doomsday. As usual the dream was real and lengthy like hell, with every emotion and detail as vivid as a motion picture. I wish inventions like a "dream recorder" would come into being in the future so I could actually record my dreams and show it to you.

2. It must have been quite a while ago, I haven't had the time to write about it or think about it since then but I'm quite sure i did dream of you. I have even lost track of what happened there. Bit by bit the images of you are fading away through the fissures of my memory. It's been exactly two months. Even summer has slipped away too.

3. How utterly calming it is to take a long lazy Sunday nap in my little bed. Noiseless, dreamless, workless. I didn't even step out of the flat today. Laziness defeats stress, don't you think?