The Sirens are back in their rightful locations, but everything is weird and we’re all germ ridden factories of emotional/physical/mental exhaustion. The tarot card spread we did in NYC channeled a lot of old pain and catharsis through Sarah to Nina, Loren let an unavailable dude go/doesn’t ever want to leave the apartment or make new friends, and we touched on the satisfaction/symbolism of pimple popping in relation to emotional breakthroughs and old, weird relation-shit habits. Sammy dog reverted back to his old habits the moment Sarah returned from her travels, i.e. peeing on the bathroom rug and barking up a storm...