Snowing again, just out with P, beautiful, crystalline. Loud drunks, one telling another he needed to get a membership somewhere or other. Slippery. Peretz very interested in various holes in the snow.
Sadness & fear, scared to go to sleep, nightmares of yesterday were worse than I can really convey, don't want more, maybe if I fall asleep by the TV I'll have grating TV dreams instead.
Always time for taco night.