bumpy weekend

Why is it so hard to sleep? I need to see a doctor, but first I need to find one. I need to sleep. I don't seem to have the energy to deal with minor setbacks. I came home from the BRITE meeting and saw this:

And it sent me into a tailspin. I hate it. I can't stop worrying about proliferation -- I imagine that the next time I look at the front of the house there will be more graffiti on more surfaces. I can hardly stand the thought that it won't be removed until Tuesday, after I leave for Sea Ranch. I've found myself wondering if the idea of owning a house in the Bayview is a bad one. I need to get some perspective. I need to sleep.