Home

I can't taste chocolate!  I can't taste anything.  I can't smell anything either.  Kyle was a hero and took such good care of me on the train trip down.  When I got the chills and couldn't warm up, he took an empty soda bottle, filled it with hot water, and gave it to me to cling to,  It really, really helped!

He has been in bed for 12 solid hours.  I had to get up to pay bills, but neither of us is in good shape at the moment.  It's so GOOD to be home!!  There is sunshine and warm temperatures and green trees and flowers blooming all over!  The grass is knee-high in the yard.  Know anyone with a scythe?  We could dry it and bale it at this point.

This trip may have been too long.  I was so hungry for the sight of leaves!  There's no place like home! There's no place like home!!