I got on a plane this afternnon and flew home. I have dreamed about that plane ride for months. It happened. I head back into the fire on Tuesday.

I can't stop being angry about being miserable about being a stupidfuckingretardnshit.

Sometimes I make myself laugh loud and it is wonderful. That happened 10 minutes ago, and again five minutes ago, and once more thirty seconds ago.

My legs and entire body are tingling like mad. I feel like a manic.

I feel better. Hello.