3:28 PM

I've come to realize how much I really love being alone. It isn't that I don't love spending time with a select few, but, sometimes, I find that I'm my best company.
Dylan's been over twice in the last twenty-four hours to pick up things he forgot. How does one, in packing one's bag, not remember one's phone charger, computer charge cable and checkbook? He nervously knocked over an ashtray, and we didn't even look at each other when he was here.
Colleen returned from the workshop last night, full of stories about different breakthroughs she's made with people. She seems upbeat, so it appears to have been successful. Tomorrow night, I'm going with her to a completion ceremony. I'm not sure what that is.
Marissa came over last night. We talked about the ways in which people mutate and watched old public service announcement videos, warning against premarital sex and workplace accidents, on YouTube.
I need to find a new gore movie to kick my senses back into place.