Stress is not your friend. Most especially when you are autistic and can’t really handle what you’re getting.
Tomorrow I’ll be getting an apartment, until then I’m fretting my brains out. What I could use right now is a friendly dog, square miles of meadow, and a ball. The three together should keep me distracted and wear me out. The last would give me a good night’s sleep.
In any case tomorrow means a big change in my life, I can only pray that I survive.