Horses are good company -- The Witcher

I already feel like I'm losing it, and then tonight there is a very loud, low, humming noise coming from the ceiling right over my bed. This is in addition to the very loud air conditioner which the upstairs neighbors are also running constantly. Today Christina had to ask them to move away from our open windows while they smoked.

I am unable to sleep, so I'm just going to plan on staying up all night. It's a lot easier to sleep in the daytime even with noise happening, and I feel bad about it, because I guess I need something to feel bad about. Even though I have literally no where to be and no time commitments. Going to try to lean into the vampire lifestyle. Pain remains high, mostly in my face and mouth, but also tonight in my feet. As always, writing it out helps.

Animals seen today: lots of dogs including a Dalmation; a fish in the creek; a red-wing blackbird; Canada geese. Lilacs are starting to bloom.

Here is a good article about the making of Mad Max: Fury Road (warning for a moving image at the top of the article).
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/05/12/movies/mad-max-fury-road-oral-history.html

XKCD today is really good:
https://xkcd.com/2307/

Lately I'm happier when I simply allow myself to be awake and active in the evening and at night, sleep during the morning, and rest during the afternoon. Resting means sitting and watching TV, usually. Ironically the main things I have to do during the 9-5 hours which involve leaving the house are doctor appointments and going to the pharmacy, ie seeking health care whilst having a sleep disorder.

Running errands at night has led to several interesting encounters with my fellow creatures of the night. Hy-Vee is our 24-hour grocery store. It's a giant place, super brightly lit, and at this hour the stockers are out shelving items. I wore my X-23 shirt today (from the movie Logan), which led to 2 of the employees engaging me in fairly long monologues about comics, which was hilarious since I know approximately zilch about superhero comics! Maybe I should get a shirt about graphic memoirs.

A few months ago, returning my library books at 2 AM, a stranger approached me in the deserted parking lot. Note that, while he appeared to come out of nowhere, I didn't get a threatening or creepy vibe from him at all. He seemed friendly and shouted "Hey big guy!" at me (seeing me from behind). When I turned around, he said, "OH I'm sorry." He then spoke very fast and told me some sort of story, to which I said, "What are you asking for? Do you need money?" I gave him a couple of bucks, and then he disappeared again. Where did he come from?? Anyways I treasure his "big guy" and it makes me think about that as a friendly term of endearment for men, while fat women don't get afforded this privilege.