april 19
yesterday a rather large Spell around , though it didn’t reveal its nature
but either way wrecked writing anything
this morning waking up with three similar dreams about some ‘ending’  —
the first was ‘the ancestor of my family receiving stashes of money’
which i had kept or taken out of a lot of junk like old plastic etcetera
and around him stood others
perhaps as the attributes         [so ‘valuable + attributes’]  
and had to wash my hands afterwards [was a dirty job?] 
at the end of the third one ,
after going through the apartment one more time before leaving ,
the older male that had to drive us [for some reason he was to] fell ill
which could endanger our leaving      [his name translates ‘free man’]  ;
waking very tired & close to disappointment ,
and indeed it’s a same sh*t day
preparing for tomorrow … four days to go …