Despite my entire body being sore, despite I must redefine my illusions of home, and despite that I have to watch church on television in about an hour, I am incredibly happy and extraordinarily cheerful. I haven't felt as so in a very long time.
It's been less than twenty-four hours and tension is easing; I'm starting to feel okay.
Let's hope such a peace can last for more than two days. If it does, then perhaps I'll be able to complete a thought, or a song, or a book, or be able to accomplish something besides laying within the comforter on my bed.
As short as this might be; this is all my thought process contains. Cheers.