Night.

Best:

I helped a young man out tonight with his work for studying for the G.E.D. and his resume at the homeless shelter. We also read some of his poetry, which he intends to be lyrics for raps, and that was a lot of fun. I gave him a lot of positive feedback, mostly in the form of observations of the patterns I saw in his writing that were the most interesting to me. He looked at some of my magazines, and we had a great talk. I hope I helped him, somehow.

Wednesday nights are good for me. I feel like I'm doing good things for myself when I go do good things for other people.

Worst:

Things are still tense with my husband in spite of my efforts to break the ice with him. I'm not sure what is my reaction to him and what is him just being a crazy, hurting, complicated addict. I'm not sure what to do to make it right.