• I feel new...
• I feel revitalized...
• I've pondered...
• I've yelled aloud...
• I inhaled...
• I exhaled..
• I shook my head with disdain...
• I cried tears of frustration...
• I cursed...
• I shadow boxed 10 rounds, and flailed my arms like windmills, as if possessed by the goddesses...
• I smiled.
• I am smiling...
• I'm laughing... Today I was lovingly pelted about the face and mouth by soft, mushy baby fists and truly experienced the joy of being free and unbridled.

The bodily aches and bubbly stomach have subsided. While the broodiness is still a fixture, thoughts of my right hand imprinted on the sides of waiting (and deserving) faces, have been replaced by my overwhelming feeling of wanderlust and whiffs of fresh Mediterranean air. My shoulders feel about 10 pounds lighter, and the glare has gotten a little steelier. Oh, yes... and I found my Id, and dragged that bitch back as she kicked and screamed the whole way. Now, I'm finally, finally primed and ready for battle, and I will be relentless towards those trying to impede my peace and pierce my center... Haters beware. It wont work anymore.