Listening to Neil Young's "Helpless" on repeat. Just the perfect song for the moment. At this point i don't think i will go to the Van Gogh exhibit tomorrow. I knew it was a risk buying my ticket six weeks in advance. At least i was going alone so i'm not letting anyone else down. Two of my neighbors know i'm scheduled to go. If they ask, i'll just say i'm not feeling well. I doubt i'll have to explain at all tho since i plan on hiding inside for the next while.

The priority is the benzo taper. Nothing else matters.