I am trying very hard to regain the happiness I felt yesterday. I still feel uncomfortable inside about the brisk manner in which I parted company with my friends yesterday, but I hope they understand. I don't feel as rotten as I did earlier. I found the picture on Google; I don't care about the caption in smaller print, but I've chosen it for the tornado. I exist surrounded by tornados of mental activity. Sometimes the thoughts are beautiful and gentle ones, as they were yesterday, or painful and unsettling, as they are now. I don't want to dwell on my anger at how that person treats me, but it won't go away yet, as much as I try. I don't hate him or anybody else, but I just wish he would stop imposing himself on us. I just wish he would be quiet sometimes. I expect to see some of my family later, and that will cheer me up.
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