I dreamed of decluttering. The dream was long, and I remember looking at a receipt from a sushi restaurant my Dad, sister, and I used to visit in Cuernavaca. There were two, Momiyi and Kiku. I knew the owners of Momiyi. They were Carmen and Israel, and they also owned a manga and comic book shop a few stores from their restaurant/
Downtown Cuernavaca is crowded and busy. The roads and sidewalks are narrow, and it can get really packed when everything closes for an event. I see myself rounding the corner of El Universal, where my grandpa used to have drink. There's a photo stall, a bakery, and the side entrance to a shopping center, Las Plazas.
In my dream I remember this as I put receipt away. I woke up thinking "This means that my brain will undergo some kind of decluttering, too". I can't say it has, particularly, but I perceive a positive difference. That can be challenging to to juxtapose against the state of the world. I will likely remove Instagram from my phone, but still engage using the desktop.
I really do need to read put myself in someone else's head for a bit.
