Took the bus this morning. Tired and growing headache.

The bus went past the the accident site from yesterday. I went back to look. I guess there were two cars. Not one. Pretty smashed up.

My brain feels like that. It feels like my skull is imploding. Like it's shrinking and my brain is being crushed.

I'm having a hard time seeing anything optimistically. Like a cartoon character with dark clouds hanging over his head.

Talked to Knud-Erik at work. Wrote down the plans. He will go look for a library now, someplace where I can do some intern work. Of course now I don't want to leave the Reva center because I have my own little corner with my own computer. It's almost fun going to work. But in the long run yes yes, I need to move on. Make something of my life. I'm sure that must be possible. Maybe with lego.

Oh snickerdoodles.

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