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The Hill energy I absorbed yesterday has stayed with me all the way through to today.  My mind was left up there, blowing in the gale, clearing itself of other people's bullshit, and sending me imagery of open space and freedom.  It's only just returned to me, fully refreshed, happy, and raring to go. 

My doctor phoned me today.  I thought it best not to tell him that I was under the impression I had been having out of body experiences, though the comedic value of doing so would surely have counteracted any unfortunate consequences that might have stemmed from such an admission.  Of course, I do not truly think I left anything  more than happy memories on the Hill; it's just that they have become deeply ingrained for the time being. 

In the spirit of changing energies, I moved my room around today.  At the point in time when everything was in the middle of the room, in a mountainous jumbled heap, I had my usual realisation that I had made a huge mistake.  But of course, it was too late to go back.  I didn't break anything for a change, but I did find quite a bit of glass from an incident with a light bulb some months ago.  It's all mostly back in some sort of order now, and the room feels more in line with my current mood.  Which is one of complete invincibility.  I am off to celebrate a beautiful person's birthday now.  I am always grateful to people who don't celebrate on the wrong day just to hit the frightening nightmare that is Friday and Saturday nights in this town.  It does indeed appear that Morlocks are rife, and certainly best avoided.  Thursday is acceptable, and unlikely to incur an unprovoked attack from a child using inarticulate, mindless, witless and abusive language, and bearing adult weaponry.  If I see one, I'll suggest that they go for a long Hill walk and then tidy their bedroom.  Oh, wait, no I won't.

Right, time to go!