Feeling the effects of the coming Autumn. Classes will be over for a few weeks starting next week, and it's like the relationships I've been building are slowly coming to an end, even the ones that are recent. I'm done with Uni in less than a year, so this is to be expected, but I truly am stressed by the time stolen from me by the pandemic. I am barely catching up--being generous--and it's over already. The progress I made as a human being will not fade, but it won't speed up anytime soon. What should I do if I lose the last reason I have to meet people? I'm not getting good enough at this to pretend I can close the distance between others and me, yesterday night was a prime example of that. People expect a base level competence at fitting in, and I'm not there yet. It's apparent I'm not another piece in the group, that I am an outlier, and it strains my ability to be approachable. It's not that I am actively resentful of most normies, it's that we both can tell we're not the same.