I had another bad day. The going back to mom’s idea may not be such a bad one. Maybe I can go and take a little break. At least, maybe she’ll let me clean out one room so I can sleep in it. It’s filled with smelly old clutter and I can’t stand it. It’s old record albums and closets full of stuff no one’s used in years, just making smelly dust. Mom and Dad are nose blind to it and like the clutter. I am extremely allergic and neurotic and can’t stand it...so there’s that...