It still feels like it.

I wave and express greetings with Les and Demi Modo in his tower and check out my mailbox, put the contents into a Trader Joe's bag to read later and walk into the main room to collect such handshakes, hugs and smiles as await me, step up to see the aligator, as it is now actually later, and order a Stevia grape soda to wash down my traditional Auroch-On-Roll sandwich and raise a toast to Mmario.

W walk with a blackthorn walking stick that along with my suspenders provides my visible means of support, as I have a pinched nerve in my back to add to the burns, pacemaker, pains left over from the cancer (now 12 years in remission), diabetes and whatever else I have survived. Everything hurts, but the smile remains with joy behind it.......