Saturday passed in a blur. Saturday night... epipheny.

The world... things went click, and now I understand. I understand things I hadn't even thought of before. I... new things. Feelings.

Each breath is a miracle, today.

It's Sunday.

I'm headed home at some point this afternoon/evening.

Caleb... gods, Caleb... I need to talk to you.

*grins softly* And yes. It's good.

It's all... good.

I am running out of words, and tangled in a half-awake morning, and losing myself in moment after moment that strike so deep I am left stunned. I'm updating here along the I-am-alive sort of entry.

I am here.

I'll be back.

I... gods... awakening.