Today has been the longest day ever. It started with a nightmare at 2.30am, that I didn't get back to sleep from. It middled with two of the worst classes I have ever tried to teach (so many things went wrong at once that I couldn't even get upset. It was ridiculously bad, laughably.) It was coloured by weird end-of-days red light. The afternoon saw me at the pub. The evening was all about rooftop bars in the city. It is ending with the start of the Hap Blanket.
The nightmare was epic and had clear symbolism that suggested my subconscious does not think kids/kittens/husbands/staying in Melbourne is the best decision. I was talked out of Eritrea tonight, so Tibet it is.