Monday

Strange night. Couldn't quite get to sleep and then woke up about 4.30am and couldn't sleep then either. Then I think I had a vision or something: I felt some kind of energy bolt hit me in the solar plexus and there was this loud buzzing sound. I felt an urge to resist and then I told myself it was okay, probably something groovy and good. I said, Thy Will Be Done. I opened up to it. The buzzing grew louder and then I closed my eyes and there were all these buildings, different styles, old school, German castles and turrets and I was floating among them and they were getting taller and taller, storeys upon storeys, towers upon towers, turrets upon turrets. I could swoop in and look at them real close, examine all the details, the windows and the bricks and the roof tiles. It was sort of trippy. And a little bit like a dream but then again nothing like a dream. I knew where I was. I knew I was in my bed and that I was awake. I thought if I opened my eyes I would still see the buildings but I kept them closed. There was sky too, and it was blue with wispy clouds, a really beautiful blue. Everything was in colour, real nice shades. I said at one point, what's it mean? and all I could think was 'build towers'. But I don't know what that means or whether that's what the message actually was, if there was one. Odd.

After a while I dozed off and when I woke up I thought, wow, I really don't want to go to work today. And then I thought, you know what I really want to do? I want to go to Queen's Club and watch the tennis final with Andy Murray and Jo-Wilfried Tsonga. I took three coins and said, if these all come up heads I'll text work and say I'm not coming. And they all did.

I texted. I went to watch the tennis. It was awesome.