Recovery

I'd honestly got to the point where I felt that I would never be healthy and sane again, but I got there, as of this morning. Fingers crossed that it will last for at least another few hours, or maybe even days. But even if it doesn't, I'm grateful for this moment of being OK.

I'm closing in on being caught up with school work. The house is clean, laundry done. Internship application done except for a paper I need to pick up on Monday. My eyelid twitch is receding into memory. I even had a little run and a long bath earlier today. Things is pretty good.

Plus? California is totally whooping Stanford's wimpy red football butt. This has always made me happy, but actually being a student at the Cal makes it swEEt.

And "boom," goes the cannon.