Back to a regular routine of rushing, it is good to be back. I will miss the spontaneous naps, though. And unfortunately, there is nothing, zilch, zip to tell about this woman I was talking to a couple of weeks ago. . . I guess being sober has something to do with it. Oh well, wait for that someone special. . . all this loneliness has left me hanging by a finger; the only woman I have known has been on my mind. As much as I know how toxic she is, maybe this loneliness will cease. . . not sure, but I think it is best to suck it up and not go back to the person who shot me down so low and then helped me back on my feet. . .