Trying all sorts of things to feel more normal, nothing's working, walk in the sunshine (that's you!), hot shower, tasty snack, reading, writing, sudoku, etc. Ball of nerves. Should be in Baltimore, nothing feels right.

Peretz still seems kind of out of it, keep trying to convince him that eating random objects found in snow piles isn't really the healthiest habit, he tends to look skeptically at my cigarette & smirk. All do what we have to to get by, I guess.

Glancing over my checklist of things to do in life, "Find true love" checked, "Lose true love" also checked, no more entries about true love, probably for the best.