Maybe it’s the moon? I feel like I’ve learned a lot these last few days. I think I’ve had this feeling before. For someone who has no “friends” I get a surprising amount of pounds and handshakes and hellos how you doing ? What does it look like to be recognized idk ... Either way it seems I’m not alone and I’m not that crazy. Once while overheating a police officer and an EMT talk about addicted and other people in the streets I screamed something along the lines of “shut the fuck up” and there were many many moments of silence. That’s baffling and also morally and ethically makes sense as confusing as that may seem when I think about it, that code of silence. Did the mother of my child get diagnosed with Dissociative Identity Disorder on the day we went to a psychiatrist after the night before she threatened to kill herself and then to kill me and then suddenly seemed to be another “personality” with no ability to recall or explain her actions. As far as I know there should be no silence about that and yet ...that one question is if not fully at least mostly why this picture was taken. Am I crazy, are you crazy, is this crazy, how crazy is crazy URGH that can be so tiring. Urgh I think I learned something ... .
6:56pm, Saturday January 19 2019, San Francisco, CA