I didn't have to explain much of anything to anyone, and the outpouring of love and support was incredible. I'm so grateful for everyone.
I actually managed to dance for half of three songs, and made it through the night feeling great.
I'm no slower today than any other day. I've got a pretty rockin' headache, but I don't dare take a Midrin or I can forget about drinking tonight. Freaky nighmares continue. In last night's episode, I had to rescue a 3-eyed, 1 year old baby that weighed 6 pounds and looked like a newborn from it's drug addict parents who made open declarations about hating the child. I've totally had enough of the nightmares.
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