Day 27.

I was talking to Dad today, and used the phrase "when I was sick" for the first time. I caught myself later at the gym.

Wow.


Just wow.

J gave me a bed today. I was reminded of the lyrics, "And I would only take them back if they become your own and you give 'em to me". I felt like it was a gift, not a return. It will be nice to be off the floor.

And I sent an email aroudn changing my phone number today. Wow, what a response. P, J, D, called and more emailed. The sad thing is that today, so many people sounding drained, flat, exhausted and beat up by work. P is in Ohio, and the dude sounds seriously depressed. J is in Iowa, and, wow, havent heard him that badly since Costa. And that was bad. I talked to R outside ML today, and she sounded wrecked. Lay offs firm wide. everyone gets a piece. Shit, and here I am just happy not to be nuts. I promise you people, it could be worse. Speaking of L started an osteo therepy for her cancer treatment. It has laid her low. She feels terrible and this is a lady who cleared a forrest with Lyme disease. So, well, there was a point there, but, whatever, GB.

Did email with K- father of two, recntly of vascectomy. I love that guy. If kindness and warm heartedness had a face it would have a shaved head and a goatee and be a volunteer firefighter and teacher.

I figured around with the insomnia thing. I am working from the assumption that its a overwork thing. When I was ill, early on, a set of stairs could wipe me out. recently, a hard workk out, a hard run, or a moderate surf would make sleeping tough for me. The night of, hard to fall asleep, but the night after, insomnia badly.

Well, since I have been symptomless I have been playing water polo, climbing, running, drinking, lifting, walking- and its only been a week since the Bar. I think I have overdone it. that and residual Bar fear.

L called to check on me today. She had premonitions that something was going terribly. Thanks L, you are lovely.