A shitty day to end a chaotic and perplexing and largely unproductive year. I honestly think it means to rain forever here. We had maybe five or six genuinely sunny days in December, and there's no hope of another sunny day until maybe Saturday. We saw a little sun today, just a little, between the racing clouds, as the temperature soared to an eerie 75˚F. I took some extra Klonopin and went out with Kathryn when she went to run errands – cat litter, post office, Whole Foods, liquor store. It left me muddy.
Maybe I'll be able to make a more coherent post about 2018 tomorrow. We'll see.