Sat may 2nd. 3:30 p.m.
Stared at myself in the mirror this morning at the hotel room for 30 minutes. I find it strangely ironic that I look better then I have in years but feel worse.
Sat may 2nd. 4:45 p.m.
Feeling weird. Only have myself to take pictures of. This makes me feel even more alone. Don’t think I’ll take any more photos as they only make me feel worse.
Sat may 2nd. 5:10 p.m.
Sun has come out a little. It’s been gray and rainy most of today which matches my mood.
There is a man in an all leather pirate outfit standing next to me.
I started out yesterday feeling so positive about this festival. Hope the day gets better. Might go for a walk and find a store to buy some cigarettes.
This feels like the longest day of my life. I so looked forward to this weekend and now all I want to do is go home.
Sat may 2nd. 5:40 p.m.
Talked to a few people outside and that was nice. Walked around a little. Got a raspberry tart at QFC and found a drugstore to buy smokes at. Still feel alone though. Wish I would sell my other painting so this weekend wasn’t a total loss.