People have asked me how I've been lately (for some strange reason), and I've simply been telling them that it's been "an interesting week". Truth is, it's been more like a bad dream. I keep expecting to wake up and find tpau asleep next to me, ready to be woken up and ease me out of the banal nightmare. Anyway, I slept at my parents' house for the first time in six months last night, and I find myself at work before 8:00. There were days when tpau and I were still in bed at 8:00.