Thanks Angie, I appreciate your support sooo much. Gosh, I'm tired. I'm finally home again after a long, long, long day. The Rollercoaster has slowed down a bit now that I don't have people expecting some kind of performance from me...oh the sweet smell of solitude. Speaking of smell, for some reason my sense of smell has been GREATLY hightened in this cycle. It's strange. I can smell everything and everyone. The smell of coffee, the smell of grass, the smell of my sheets, my own scent. Scents are illuminated, magnified....somehow. Some good, some not so good. At times overwhelming. Strange, indeed. TgrsPurr.
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