This week was good but exhausting. Did everything today great and I got a job as an English teacher. Pay low but it's a start but today I almost miss that I needed more photograph for some papers tomorrow and I couldn't stop thinking that in the multiverse a Nimitri didn't realize it and he is know unaware of the pain he is going to get tomorrow when he find out there is no photograph and it kills me. I cried a little later and I know it's a silly fantasy but my feelings don't stop me from feeling bad, like somewhat responsible for this imaginary Nimitri and incredible impotent. I think that's the OCD speaking. Feeling better know.