i slept better. i didn't eat after 8. r. said it's not good to eat late for the brain needs 12 hours rest. i only got up to pee twice. i finished the oliver sachs memoir. now i start the memory police. interesting that oliver sacks had trouble recognizing faces, even people he loved. he was locked in himself by his own sexuality, damaged and scared. his mother brutally denied his latent identity when he came out to her. she blocked him. that block gave him insight into others who were variously locked inside. are we all locked inside to various degree on a spectrum like autism? isn't it the challenge of life to come out and play as who you are inside?