84 degrees, unstable air mass with possible severe storms tonight. The branches outside are moving in a way that keeps catching my eye, thinking someone's walking out there.  Breezes crossing through the open windows between my dining room and kitchen. Wearing a stained white t-shirt with a pocket over my left breast and new bleach-wash skinny jeans, hair up in a messy bun, no makeup except lipstick in Vibrant Mandarin--a hateful color, if you wanted my commentary on it.