Did I mention that I mislaid my still-unread copy of Paradise Lost?

I misplaced my copy of Paradise Lost and I haven't had the opportunity to read it yet. This turn of events troubles me.

For a moment I thought I found it, but it wound up being one of those Chaosium Lovecraft anthologies which were all the rage back in the mid to late nineties. Instead my dealer recommended I watch Lucifer on Netflix but I'm finding it to be a bit boring and more of a quirky police procedural than anything else. My dealer says Neil Gaiman is involved with the show in some fashion and it becomes brilliant, and my dealer is not one I should doubt in terms of entertainment, but so far I'm not seeing the light at the end of the tunnel.
And it's hardly a replacement for John Milton.

I am keeping busy. I have a new backpack to carry my work back and forth from the courthouses. My fingers are crossed for a potential opportunity tomorrow. Must make a point to microdose before starting work on Tuesday. It's been a bit since I last microdosed.

In other news, I dreamt last night. Mostly after I awoke around 3 a.m. when the weed wore off. Still my recollection is dim and hazy, left with only feelings and moods rather than a chaotic storyline written by my subconscious.

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