Just had to drag Peretz away from a drunken clown, not just one of the usual bozos staggering out of the WWII club, an actual clown, in overalls. Happy Hallowe'en.
Lying on couch, think it's unlikely I'll be getting up again before morning, hurt all over.
Give things a lot of thought, have very few strong opinions. Do have some. Here's one- dear, if you're still reading this, whatever you want to do with yourself and your life is OK by me, it's your self, your life, you can do what you want with them, I do, however, think that seeking out more highly specialized therapy might be worth a shot.
OK, enough of that, going to organize some photos.