I had a rotten day: mental stuff.

Someone's harassing me in my neighbourhood--not malevolently, just with no sense of boundaries--& all I can do is change routines & wait him out--but it makes me feel trapped. Today, it had my brain flailing in a million directions trying to "bargain" my way out.

I've been held at gunpoint three times in Colombia, and otherwise assaulted plenty. I *can* handle myself. I just hate having to.

Here's a cutie patootie of a rat. Hope you've had better brain days!