Jer replaced the fuse in the TV again and now it works. The downside to this is that if a temptation is present and immediate I have a very hard time not indulging. So I find myself on the couch, flipping mindlessly through bad television, that really hasn't changed at all since I quit watching last September.
I just pulled myself away for a glass of milk and a load of laundry. These are the best of times.
The sun was out at lunch today when I went to buy my sandwich from Jimmy Johns. That was a nice surprise.
Someday I will be able to focus on what it means to be in the present again. For now though it feels like there's a cottony wall between me and reality. I can't run in place fast enough.