Out of shower, feel better.  Was some nerves but now gone.  Write a Happiness sentence in journal, sip coffee.  Going over advice from where it’s sought.  So true, what they say.  Topic next… relationships, people, who’s with me and not.  Years and years of this thought.  Now at 43, seeing with actual vision and understanding.  When under the falling water I again realized where I am, what’s happened.  Sad, confused, then wondering why I hadn’t sooner arrived in my own space.  Nerves return but I dismiss them with the attitude my friend shared Wednesday at lunch.  Not caring, can’t anymore.