I walked to the grocery store this evening alone, Jacob at home, feeling sexually frustrated and sad, the two of us not having had sex in a couple weeks because of my bout of strep throat and his overnight schedule. I listened to Bjork, trying to bring myself back to some place, not sure where, some place a bit happier. The moon was full and I did not get to that place. I think I'm going to get a dog. I want to go out of the city and walk in the woods somewhere. I want to go swimming and have sex and not work ever again and cry.