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today was eyes-only weather.
a person with a strange voice in the apartment below me throws fits and tantrums of anger for hours on end every day and night. i kneel with my ear to the floor and hear bangs and screeches, destruction and raw fury. today i went to 6J but heard nothing, maybe i will have better luck some other time.
mold is my every day.
it's in my dreams, even.
my cat is pacing