Day 2 and I've managed to sleep most of the day. But now I must face doing some incredibly mundane tasks like ironing and preparing dinner. Let's see how chaotic I can get my mind to be, what I can think about, dream about, long for in a world that doesn't understand one exploring the inner mind, let alone act on the thoughts that get plucked out of there. I don't suppose I'm going to be able to get through the next 88 days by sleeping, but hey I guess it's an option.