Finally sorted things out, so we could sleep. Emotionally exhausted and curled around each other.

Woke at 4a to the rhythmic sound of my neighbor’s head being smashed against our shared wall. Called cops, saw blood, adrenaline pumping.

Woke up again at 7a to my uterus trying to claw its way out of my body. Took a hot bath, crawled back in bed with the cat.

Woke up again at 10a knowing I had to confront the day. First round of internet shows what looks to be vandalism at Jigsaw by (what I hope is) a well meaning member at Jigsaw.

I’d crawl back in to bed, but I need to go get cavities filled.

Days like this, I’m really glad I have a dark sense of humor. Oh, and amazing friends.

In other news, I’m looking for living space in Sodo or First Hill, for less than what I’m paying right now. I’m not a great roommate except that I am rarely around.