On the 22nd, I had a calming dream, went about my routine, bought flowers, did some tarot card readings for clients. Then went to the Besant Lodge for Mass. I have been enjoying going to church and taking communion, I’d never had regular communion when I was younger.
Afterwards, Blair and I went out with some friends. They all drank, but I did not, as I had the first TM course the next day. A VC head got dead drunk, and being kind and naive, I offered to drive him, and everyone home. And of course, he vomited all over my seats. So it goes.