Yup, spring! Since everything else is growing, so must work as well. At some point I’ll run out of continents to deploy servers to, I swear. Then I’ll sleep. Or like I usually say, maybe when I’m dead.

An old friend looked me up on the internet today.
JS: What has been negative lately?
Like, what gets you down?
Me: How dramatic should I sound?
JS: as dramatic as is accurate
Me: I recently had a _______ that can be summarized as my being smart and stoic, so I'm not good judging this

It’s hard to not talk about love, cancer, brain injury, family, and alcoholism without sounding dramatic. It sounds even worse like a list like that. Anyway, I’m going to be fine. I think. I mean, I’m going to keep being the way I’ve always been. And that’s fine. Right? Anyway, I’m officially stoic now. I’m stretched thin, but it is pretty interesting how emotionally difficult problems consume more resources than other problems, and I’m wavering on and off the beginnings of a path of hermit-dom for old-fashioned recovery.

I’m planning with Tori and Mom to visit Maine all at the same time. It’s frustrating as hell to feel that mere conversation with M about going to Maine produced the most excitement I can remember. That whole lobotomy party sounds not all that bad sometime. Anyway, and this summer? Well, the end of my trial, one year at WT, big things to look forward to. There’s light at the end of that tunnel.