Fell right asleep after getting back, had dreams but they were extremely scary rather than beautiful and sad, still wish I could sleep more. Getting sadder rather than less, wondering how long that'll go on.

Was sort of fun driving down to Bradley at 5, T asking about where the cars on the road were headed and what the deal is with Matabasset. It is mysterious. Intense wave of melancholy on crossing the Massachusetts border, thoughts got stuck somewhere unpleasant for a bit. Listened to classic rock station on the way back, they were playing Yes for some reason, that makes twice in a week I've heard that on the radio, not even the same song, don't remember them doing that before.