Eyes.

I slept. I woke up and took care of A-man. We had some diaper application wrestling, and then ate our breakfast. He then proceeded to run around the house after me, as I packed.

The city was good and frenetic. I have finished the last of the inspections. I picked up the keys to the apartment. I chased off a headache. I navigated traffic.

I drove to the mountains to see my wondermous Mammy and collect my infinite belongings. I had a lot of time to think.

1. I don't like thinking about sick babies.
2. It is odd to me that I have lost contact, not just with some people, but with their essence as I knew it.
3. I have great friends.

The pictures are gonna post on the wrong day...sorry...blame it on the packing.