Woke up today with a start, like when you're sleeping in an unfamiliar place and you don't quite know where you are. I was at home, but it was the day! I remember everything, although I mostly keep revelations of that accord to myself as it freaks people out. Two years ago today was the best night of my life (so good I had to leave town!), and one year ago today was the worst night of my life (so bad I had to leave town!). What does that mean for today? Probably nothing. The rain suits. I like the rain, it makes flowers grow. Off to acupuncture then, with a big umbrella.