Things are looking up, one could believe. Sudden inspiration to finish my essays has hit me, and for the first time in months, I know what I want to write. The domestic situation is improving, certainly, and The Great Sale is ON! Mmm hmmm. It was purifying to talk to Andy J yesterday, although what cleansed and balanced me may have been invasive to him; at any rater, I sense he was thrown off. Impulse urges me to feel guilty, but I'm not sure this was at his expense. Nothing I said was harmful; if anything, I handed him an olive branch and wreathed him in laurel. My doubts are disappearing and again I am fortified. I love you, Mike.