Yesterday, I went to traffic court and got a few points on my license. This was the highlight of about a 12 hour stretch. The night before, my car glass was shattered and a 3,000 dollar computer was stolen from my car. Just before traffic court, my mother called to tell me my father needed to go to the hospital because his testicles were receding. Years before, he’d had a serious bipolar incidents (which resemble psychosis) when he’d had a similar procedure done, lasting around three weeks. I may not have been my best self.