Kymill, Vero, Eze and The Good Doctor - thanks for your kind words of support. Love y'all.

Kymill - Extra thanks to you. Unfortunately I cannot think of England at this time. She's gone and I wish her well. She's pretty much the love of my life, but "todo tiene su final, NADA dura para siempre". So, I let go of her. In the very small chance that she actually comes back into my life (and I dream of this more often than I want or care to admit) there are lots of wounds to heal and lots of things to say. As it is, I don't see that day coming, but I still wish her and hers the best. Dredging up those memories don't help the healing process, but I know you didn't do it un purpose to hurt, rather to make a point in your case. Thanks.

Last night was a nightmare. I wanted to cry, kick, scream, curse, punch and I just couldn't. Vero, L. and The Good Doctor probably saw me in my worst. Lack of sleep and the J. situation took it's toll on me, but I'm still here. After a long night of the soul an hour of sleep and no internet at 3 am to work on, I managed to get it together enough so I finished all that I needed to do at 6:30 am. Then I just collapsed and slept a couple of hours. Enough so I could get up, shower eat something and head for work. I still had some residue in my head when I got to work but I heard Laika and music does soothe this savage beast. Work kept me busy and life a bit livable.

Had dinner at El Mexicano with an acquaintance then headed back for work. Feel much better now. It's an uphill battle, but it has to be done, and it will.

"I'll still be here
as long as you
and I'll walk away
in spite of you"

Bauhaus - Crowds

"Worry is what I have instead of you." - Me. No, J. that wasn't meant to be funny. Oh well.

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