diaries, uninterrupted #3

Tuesday, April 1st, 2025. Last night I couldn’t sleep, so for some time I stared at the blank ceiling, blank only because I know it is blank, as it was the middle of the night, a moonless night, with no other light filtering in from the shutters, and it was pitch black, and while staring at the blank ceiling, I fantasized about a couple entertaining an epistolary relationship, except instead of…