The day after...

I was asked how I was doing “the day after”. It doesn’t feel like a day. It feels more like a week. So much has happened in this short period of time, it feels like I’m going in all different directions. We are four weeks away from moving.

So how am I doing? Processing. Trying to look at the bright side of life, as the song goes. Trying to keep up with my own thoughts. Trying not to think about how I have exactly one week of health insurance left.

I’m going to be in pain for a lot longer than I had planned.