Everything that is here, needing page space.

Nothing meaningless or irrelevant.

Windsor as a Town, home, speaking to me with the loudness of the new train that just sounded.  Well not really new, I think it’s just the SMART Train that’s been extended.

Gratitude is indescribable.  I am going to have this one fucking life that’s been given to me, or given BACK to me so lovingly, in a way that will be studied after I’m gone.

No work-worry.  No anxiety, only celebration and new elation and concentration.