I'm home.


I have no idea how I'd describe the past one and a half months. Part of me hibernated. It was a dream, all of it, neither good nor bad, memorable in some places.


Now it's time to recollect my disjointed life. I'm holding on to my practices, but I need new inspiration. Which comes in time.


Too many things to ponder...... sentry duty yesterday, and our vigilance was effective.
Efficacy is easily judged. The question lies in where the effort is placed.


For an early night and for tomorrow, then. Reconstruction begins.