Therapy moves along. In the usual way of therapy, I'm running up against stuff I really thought I'd settled long ago. Feh.
Day to day life doesn't change much.
I'm reading again. I finished Truth and Beauty by Ann Patchett (eh) and am now reading World War Z (zombies!). It feels good to read. It feels good to have some focus.
This breeze through the window feels really good, too. We shut the house up earlier in the week and turned on the AC, not because of the heat, but because of Mysterious Toilet Stink coming from somewhere outside.
I have to post photos of the roses. They look great.
That is all.