too many voices last night, and too many thoughts. it was like being part of a 3d confrence (complete with the smells, the sounds and the images) of my thoughts. it was all a bit too much

today, I have a stomach ache caused by sausage rolls that didn't agree with me at breakfast time (I had to get them using uber eats from a diffrent bakery, ran out of my usual ones)

hopes were raised briefly when my baby doll finally arived, but soon dashed when I realise you couldn't really do anything with her.. but hold her and hear her cry. she has a passifier and a baby bottle, but she doesn't make the relevant sounds so it's not realistic and I'm quite depressed about that. I was hoping to dress her up and take her on adventures in her little toy pushchair... who am I kidding.