Just got out of our evening dialogue clinic. More half moon. I'm not sure what number we're at but this posture is definitely beginning to haunt my dreams during those brief moments we are allowed to sleep.
Decent day. I think this marks the first of my normal TT days. Normal, as in it came, and went. Nothing too spectacular happened in between besides exactly what was supposed to happen. Just one of those days that, were I not documenting this now, would go completely unaccounted for. This isn't a bad thing. It wasn't an easy day, nor do I expect the days to become easier. I just think my handling of this process has become a little easier.
Somehow the fourteen hours of sleep I got this weekend didn't seem to be enough. So I'm really glad we got out at a relatively decent hour tonight. I have a feeling we'll have to pay for it tomorrow by watching a Bollywood movie or two though... No need to worry about that for now though.
Bikramism of the day:
"Bikram's balls is each 100 megatons. Atom bombs. And put together, that's 200 megatons!"
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