I'll keep you alive, if you show me the way

I'm writing again. Thank God. Trying to do it as much as I can until the urge leaves me for another four or five months. God, it feels good.

Work has been a study in insanity all day. I am ready to go home and get in my tub and not emerge for four hours. Breakfast for dinner again tonight. I finally pulled off almost-perfect fried eggs. They're not as good as his used to be, but it's a start. I even took a picture.

I say perfect, I'm saying perfect for me. I'm still too afraid of catching anything on fire to really cut loose in my kitchen yet.

No Monster Truck this weekend. Just party at Brad's. Was supposed to go to OB today but circumstances prevented otherwise.

I am ready for Friday. I need a hug.

-Rae