Exceptionally more motivated to move today. I freaked out this morning when one of the street people yelled something angry at me. I was wearing headphones so I don't know what was up, but it's really unnerving to have someone outside your home with unknown sanity levels shouting angry things at you. Normally the street people don't bother me because they're doing illegal things and don't want to cause trouble. I know the local dealers and prostitutes and they know me and we all just pretend we didn't see each other. Some of them will talk with me. I like talking to the street people because I like to keep tabs on who is doing what where and who I need to keep an eye on. Today though. Not so good. I felt really vulnerable. It was someone I had never seen before and I hope he moves along and doesn't come back. Then I had to run to catch the bus. By the time I sat down on the bus I had been freaking out about crazy man and then freaking out about missing the bus by an inch. My anxiety went up. This is how I used to live. I was regularly freaking out in the streets and missing the bus by moments. I am so glad that it isn't a regular thing anymore. But back to my point, moving the hell out of here. We need a new photo studio, and I REALLY want to live in the studio. They all are leaning towards Alameda. I actually rather like West O. Lash wants San Francisco. Realistically, we're going to need to take what's affordable.