WEDNESDAY 6
LETTER FROM BETTY. COLLECTED MY NEW Spectacles.
June TELEPHONED TO TELL ME KATHY HAS ONLY GOT THREE WEEKS TO live, with PAINFUL CANCER.
Dreamt...I was in bed with a strange woman cuddling me. We were performing paranormal tricks in her tiny house with a hole set in the floor for lavatory. Also I dreamt that there was a large stone statue of a man sitting on the roof of my home that had gone unnoticed by myself and Edward for eight years.
Cry shop work. I could not sleep, disturbed night on the sofa bed in my studio, the room smells of PVA glue. A very cold wind.
I have been advised to cover my eyes with a hot wet towel as many times as I am able every twenty four hours. To treat the infection of blocked pores and tear ducts. Laying with a hot wet towel across one's eyes is difficult as the water run's from the towel down the sides of my face soaking the pillow. Consequently I am holding my face under the the hot water in the sink basin while holding my breath for as long as possible at intervals through out the day.
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