Still dealing with Gordon in the garage.  He thinks it's his space and that is that with him.  Donna is freaked out.  I feel like shit, no appetite or energy.  This is the lowest I've ever been.  I have to keep reminding myself that there's got to be a peaceful way out of this solution.  I don't want any more arguing.
Tried and True has young women, so here I am all alone, but still perhaps could be in a worse position.  The ability to live free in a free society is only accorded to people who's actions are okay over the long term.

I see a lot of desperation everywhere and don't want to make it worse, but just fade out peacefully.