@CoolMind 16 January 2023

At night, the stomach felt vacant, so I went out to ease myself, I sat in the room alone in the wake of eating a plate of fuchka and presently I'm thinking, goodness, the fun of being separated from everyone else is unique. There is nobody to share. I eat everything alone. Simultaneously, it appears to be that regardless of whether the stomach is full, the brain isn't full. It would have been good to have someone else with me, it was a charming dream, he was taking care of me and I was taking care of him. Halal considerations implies otherworldly harmony, where there is no presence of anybody yet in my vision.