So, nothing to be said for today. I was too ill to even be anxious and depressed and scared. I was hardly able to maintain a solid state.
I don't know when I stopped listening to Elliot Smith, but Phoebe Bridgers has brought me back to him, just as Lord Huron brought me to Phoebe Bridgers.
Sunny, but lots of huge, beautiful clouds today. I kept thinking there would be a thunderstorm, but it never materialized. Very low humidity, so even with the heat index we only reached 90˚F. Which is a respectable enough early-mid-June temperature. Currently, it's 77˚F.
We're in Season Two of Mrs. Maisel now. Season Two is my favorite season so far. I think this is the fifth time we've watched it.
3: 59 p.m.