so. so far my 0per@+i0n $@ve @meri��@ experience has been low-key. touch wood. etc. yesterday the clinic had two staff people, one special-duty police officer (who was paid to be inside in case we within the doors needed security), two patients, maybe ten picketers (mostly between the ages of ten and sixteen), & ten or twelve police officers outside. i said to j-ann, i liked those numbers.
last night we made curtains for the living room & i studied mathy bits for the gre.
then i lay awake for what felt like hours but was maybe only one, thinking desperately for no real reason about ananikko. i tried telling myself that such desperation belonged ten years in the past. but i just lay there feeling seventeen again, berating myself for my sleep-denying melodramatic streams of consciousness.
today i will start the tale of genji.
