Weird warm damp, not like October at all.

Walking around big pile of displaced dirt with P, thinking, she's hurt herself worse than she's hurt me, more prone to being hurt, defenses don't really work, can't look at herself without flinching. Shit, shit, shit.

In a pile with Peretz, rewatching Desk Set with my mom, eating snacks. Have far too many snacks about.

Looking forward to the cold.