Getting Fried Part 2b: Feierabend

In which a year passes and the narrator does not, in any dramatic sense, escape. (This is one of three branches continuing from Part 1: The Week I Lost the Plot at Cogentiv.ai . The other two: 2a: Apotheosis and 2c: Sacred Deceleration .) A year has passed. The Friday after the balcony I walked to Dussmann and bought a cheap Leuchtturm: A5, dot grid, hardcover, the cheapest they had. I…