On one autism support group, a long standing joke when the turkeys get us down, that someday we'll have our own colony, just autists and us. People who won't stare at our little stims, at our TS-like outbursts, at the strange clothes and strange hair. So the joke is that to save money, we'll build our own yurts. I find it rather fitting that when Rachel has a bad day, she builds HER one yurt. Notice no picture of her, I try to respect that much. I really love that she knows how to build and maintain healthy barriers.