Thank you friends for helping me emerge from the shell. Today I met fabulous one Dusty Shoulders for a walk in Prospect Park. The original plan was to make for The Slope for some lunch, but we plopped ourselves on a secluded bench and marveled at the happy wet dogs and their smiling people. After a while a we need up in a random discussion with a stranger that served as a reminder that New York truly is infinite. Each of us is a world. I’ve sat in my apartment for so long I’ve lost the thread walled up in my labyrinth of fear and anxiety. It only took four different people who care about me to pry me out.