And still nothing

No symtpoms.

I took a walk in the rain, bringing an umbrella, and listened to the tapping of drops on the membrane. Everythign so clear. So close. So real. I remember long ago, in Pensacola, that first oak tree that seemed like more than a shadow on a cave wall and crying, there in the driver's seat of my black celica, at a red light before the brige. I held up my hand then, and it was there, real, just crisp and, shit, I dont have the words.

So, I just walked. Looked out at my new city. Enjoyed. Three days. Perfectly normal. In the bag.

S and P are having a baby. Thats amazing. time was I would have to wait for a break in the fig to feel that news, today, it hit me hard and immediately, and I could be on the phone and bursting and...

Jesus. Its been a long long time.