5:22pm: traffic. responded to emails in rapidfire manner. Matthew donahoo response got me emotional. Worried I didn’t respond to Jordan in time for him to see, or maybe he just doesn’t want. I don’t know. Feeling heavy today. Feeling like everything hurts and dense invisible gas is infiltrating all my pores and there is no way to escape, ever. Unsure what I mean, where would I escape to? Pictured myself on bed in mom’s apartment and on bed at Dad’s apartment. I need to be put in a storage closet and forgotten. I’m driving to a place that closed a half an hour ago. I’m lost near d.c. Going back. What is there for me…I don’t know what I want but I know it’s not this…is that a country song…I felt okay leaving apartment. What happened. There is no one to talk to, really. I’m talking to this because there’s no one to talk to.

5:32pm: I will be in my car again but I will never be driving home to my apartment in Philadelphia again. Okay. Don’t get lost in heavy emotional thing, you are losing awareness. Why does the sun always look so bright when I feel like this. Cloudy or less bright wouldn’t be better, it’s just why is it always this bright when I feel this. Maybe have light sensitivity disease.