January 21, 2015
I saw my pregnant platy floating on top of the water upside down early this morning, eyes the color of death. Today I cleaned my tank early and changed the filter again. Spent some time watching the water clear over a beer, when my mom called and said she wants me to find her another place because she doesn't like someone there. Did my best to talk her out of it, inwardly retreating from her, trying to protect my energy. Having dumped the beer early, I obsessively critiqued the updates I made to my dating profile, cross processing frazzled pictures.