Wednesday, Sept. 22, 2021 - 10:06 p.m.

Mom is coming back tonight. J has gone to get her. I think I preferred being concerned at a distance. I don’t know how this is going to go.

I’m basically not good for anything.

The cleaners were here today and I haven’t gotten any more used to that.

I was also in paralyzed-by-creative-brain mode (which today I dubbed “fairies have taken my mind” mode), which I often enjoy and have missed lately (see earlier entry), but it was poisoned by the anxiety.

I did do some transcription, but I’m behind for the week as far as what I wanted to do.

I don’t know, I don’t know.

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