I am living on my own for the first time of my life... and I'm really diggin' it even though EVERY night I dream of my Valerie, Dying, Living, Crabbing... I love her so much! But my new routine is to walk most mornings to the nearby park and there are these awesome ducks in a pond with a peaceful fountain even. Mommy duck and ten little ones cruising around... gliding on greenish water... Suddenly Dad Duck wings his way back to his Duck Fam... Green shiny head he steps on to a rock to make sure no mayhem hurtz his little ones! There are also plastick turtles on some rocks... too phony for me but anyway! Sun, trees, wind! Away from the concrete and generic Aparatamant Complex I was exiled to for almost two years in Lombardville! I now live in a hundred year old courtyard building. It is old. Woods floors and funky windows! I love it! I can walk to places now! When TB comes back from France next week... The insanity will begin again. Am I prepared?