So I am really feeling good, yesterday and today. I am making lists, getting my life and plans and goals in order, and generally taking advantage of this time.
Of course, when I get up today, my dad has not been having such a good time. In an inexplicable foul mood, tells me he had a gross nightmare that he can't even explain. This is an odd phenomenon, whenever I am feeling on top of the world like this, he is often extremely down in the dumps.
Oh, well. Mine is not to puzzle or worry over this. Mine is only to Do What I Will.