And here it is I'm at the dining room table with the kids milling around and my friend next to me on the other laptop waiting for bedtime to roll around again. I am talking to my friend in Germany of 8 or 9 years that I wish I could meet. And just worrying about being in bed with my mind again and finding myself in bed tomorrow morning where I was but worse. I wish I COULD run away somehow. This weather isn't helping either. Its all muddy and dead grass and piles of dirty snow and drizzle and overcast on top of thunder... EWWW..