As the boundary between wakefulness and sleep approached, Jensen’s awareness sharpened rather than dulled, a critical mistake. He clung desperately to lucidity, examining each incoming sensation with clinical detachment and analyzing it for authenticity. Waves of phosphene danced, weaving intricate patterns in his visual cortex as he cataloged their geometries obsessively.

I did infact not manage to pick it back up. Life got in the way and did point my gaze elsewhere.

Previous total: 31,5
I did continue WBTBs every night, they weren't uh, good quality but points nonetheless.
WBTB x8 = +16
Total: 47.5