You will not believe this. i don't believe this. What kicked off this latest trip into total insanity? That fucking sealed basement. And, guess what? J says its not even really sealed. His boss's boss (read department manager) is the daughter of the house's new owner. He told her that i was curious about them sealing up the basement because my grandparents once owned the house. And, she told him that it wasn't sealed. That in fact, they were recently down there to work on the hotwater heater. So, i was never trapped. Never. Not even in the irrational insane way i thought i was. And, yet, i still feel smothered. i still feel claustrophobic and lost and forlorn. i'm sick of this shit.
