More photos.

3 family right in front of Eastworks is back on the market, maybe I should buy that. Easy walk to grocery store, anyway.

Going to take my brother down to New Haven Metronorth later, maybe go to Bookmill before.

Knocked my bedside lamp over again, bulb didn't explode this time anyway. Falling in love with mentally ill people prone to self-harm & having them abruptly decide you're terrifying & never speaking to you again is an unsettling & unpleasant sort of experience, not the sort of thing you'd think somebody would willingly let themselves in for twice. Defying expectations, that's me, I guess.