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[elizabeth]

I can't talk on the phone these days. I am always wearing a heavy bracelet of anxiety and tension lately, and I don't know why. I can't argue. All I want to listen to is the Beatles and late Johnny Cash and Ella Fitzgerald, my comfort music; I keep dreaming and remembering my dreams, which is unusual for me.

Something has shifted in my mental landscape, and it is very hard to believe that it is a good change. This is the dark house.