I've a life full of words and wonders and wishes, and all I want to do is go back to bed. I want to have Kadin on one side, Caleb on the other, in a huge bed with plenty of room... I want to have the radio playing in another room, "Butterfly" (although not the remix of it), and half-empty soda cans on a table nearby, we've forgotten whose is whose and we don't care any more, all three of us just lazing around, not going to do anything, resting.

I want rest.

I want peace.

I want a chance to relax.

Guess what? 33 more days... then maybe I'll have it. I think I am very fortunate.