finally picked up the collapsed clothing rack full of dresses that’s been laying on my floor covered in clothes.  funny how something as simple as establishing order in your bedroom can make you feel saner.  therapist having me write my way through the day and account for all time spent doing/thinking about what.  this is i think changing what i normally do and making me try to find concrete things to do so i can write them.  i don’t know if that’s the point.  but i’ve stressed to her i don’t necessarily want to stop ‘spacing out,’ i.e. thinking horizontally which society does not appreciate so much as the up an down…