My desire to write tonite is diluted so I will be direct. My muscles are sore from physical therapy and I feel the need to recover through excessive sleep. My skin seems to be shedding at an alarming rate, perhaps this is my main method of elimination. My mood lifted today from yesterdays irritability and I felt connected, not to be confused with grounded. The sky seemed alarmingly blue several times and at one point, in light mediation, I actually saw life for what it is. Don't ask - I can't tell you. But tonite, when my momma watched television, I laid my head on her lap and she rubbed my back. She just rubbed my back the whole time I lie there and the way I felt is what life is.

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