Had a dream last night where I got engaged to two gorgeous women, they left to go get something, and I ended up having to stab a dude with a ruler because he ignored repeated requests not to touch me, and then my whole night was ruined waiting for the police to show up (and I was naked the whole time because why not). I bet that could mean just about anything. Dreams are so mysterious.
It's the first day of school for Erin and I. We most likely won't cross paths over the next three days, which will make catching up on the weekend something we'll actually be able to do again, just like in the olden days of our friendship.
It's still hard to feel that going outside is a good thing that I've worked hard to orchestrate, but that is just too bad for my feelings. Maybe I'll be happier once I spend a little time under direct sunlight. That is the hypothesis I'll be testing in the coming months.