But I post anyway. It's all blurring at this point and I'm looking forward to possible seeing a view that isn't a computer screen sometime in the near future. Everyday I am one step closer. Every second, I feel further behind. It's all good. So so good.
Meanwhile, I'm going to find a pillow to rest my head. I'm cooked. I think of Chicago, outside of NYC, near Bridgeport and hum, "Does anybody every really know what time it is? Does anybody ever really care?"