Monday, Jul. 04, 2016 - 2:05 p.m.

At a bit of a local nadir, mood-wise. We are having good adventures but my self-consciousness is high being in a strange place and a tourist, and I almost cannot bear to be out in public where people will see me and attempt to give me political leaflets or whatever. The farmers market is even too crowded and robust. Is this behind my anxiety about my art, or vice-versa? Or a third factor, my self-esteem, behind both? I have been looking forward to seeing friends up here for months now and now I don't even want to bother.

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