02.10.2020 I recorded this right before going out to Mama bar. I had my first French dream that day, my head is in a weird haze the past few days. I haven't been sleeping really well because I've gotten too used to my room and my bed. I know that I'll be a very different person if I had my own house with a living room and actually different places to sit and different rooms to do things. But that's maybe one of the (minor) reasons I'm writing the story of an architect in his own house. Met a lot of French people that night. It was one day after the full moon (harvest). I talk about the writing workshops, and how I think I'll really give ones when I'm more established. So I'm taking what I can from these classes as I can. I had to reflect about how being around and reflecting on writing's and exercises with other authors is affecting me, and my creative process. Like, do I want them to acknowledge my greatness, (ofc that doesn't benefit me) and would they think I overestimate myself....