i feel better

whatever was out of whack inside me has shifted back into place. i feel steady again.

walter is still coming home, which is good. but the pressure's off - best if he can work it into his driving assignments with careful deliberation. when your home is south florida, it's a lot harder for a long haul trucker to get home for a visit. i mean, ny, atlanta, chicago, st. louis - he's always getting routed past those towns. but miami is kind of, The End.

that's okay. be great to see him, but i'm fine now.

*whew!*

that was about the worst i ever get, as a patient.