Now What

Sinai was out sick again, so we moved her session to Tuesday. I was really glad I made an effort to keep things casual but focused. It was actually fortuitous because I had so much to do. At the end of the day, I was still barely treading water.

I made good on the decoy wine plan and I did look up port forwarding directions. I didn't get through it, but I did get stuff to look up tomorrow. Tim came in with extra apps for tomorrow and a present for me. A shirt that says "Best Cat Dad Ever. Just ask Friday." I was touched enough that I couldn't think to say "Eh...she thinks I'm alright." I blame the booze.

Needless to say, I did not stay up late, but I dove *deep* in my head before I did. I thought about the Economy of Everything and all the different factors at play there. I see the point-value in literally everything, but I never bring up the ledger as long as I'm giving more. I'm still struggling with Tim saving me.

There was some random question at work or something, and I started going down the paranoia rabbit hole again. Cool, so I understand that it stems from all of my parental figures telling me everyone else was just using me. The fuck do I do with it now?