Extremely sad today. Just learned that a few weeks ago, a homeless man broke into my dad’s office where I’m keeping all my stuff until I find a new place to live. After going through everything, seems like he didn’t take anything monetarily valuable (aside from a generator that we retrieved), but he stole some things that hurt more in my heart. He stole/drank several of my limited edition beer / Red Bull cans I’ve collected over the course of half my life, along with my Los Angeles Rams Lays chips I won in a sweepstakes. I hate that I put so much value into these little things, but really hurt that some collectibles that made me happy that I was so proud of were taken from me. Just had to kind of vent a bit because I really am sad about it.