"I am anonymous. I have forgotten myself: it is always so when one goes to the movies, it is, as they say, a drug." - Delmore Schwarz, "In Dreams Begin Responsibilities"

I love to learn, but I'm having a hard time with this class. It makes me so depressed, I can't even pretend it's not affecting me anymore. And there's no one to talk with. No one to debate, to show me a different side, to... tell me I'm wrong.

It's affecting my perception of the world. I'm drowning. I can't stand it, I miss my people and conversations and... light.

I feel so alone, it's killing me. And I keep pushing forward, keep driving, when all I want to do is collapse, sleep, forever.