Logbook - April 24, 2026

Today I spent the day in bed. I didn&rsquo;t even have the strength to watch the world go by outside the window. I cried over improbable songs, probably because of a slight fever. I glanced at my photo archive and felt a sense of emptiness. I no longer recognize myself in the photos from a few years ago. It&rsquo;s a bad feeling, not being able to find yourself anymore. It&rsquo;s true, a thousand…